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HE SAID WHAT!?

This request is from Lambogo. On Ao3

Request: How about an Encanto idea where isabela & mirabel talk about the rift they had & isabela gives mirabel a heartfelt apology for everything. She then learns what osvaldo (fat guy who said mirabel was not special) said to mirabel & she goes over to him & beats the hell out of him with her gift (ex. Throws cactus🌵 at him, covers him with poison ivy that makes him itchy, makes him eat grass/leaves/flowers, etc.).

Mirabel's POV

     I was hanging and talking with my eldest sister, Isabela. It's been about a month since the fall and build of Casita. I can now for sure say, my family are back to the loving people that I know they are, including my abuela and sister. It's been so long since I've had a hug from my abuela and sister, that it brought me to tears whenever they hug me. When that happens, I can see great sorrow and guilt in their eyes. I just smile at them, saying that I understand. Abuela didn't heal after abuelo died, because she had to raise my mama, tio, and tia and didn't have time to heal, and not only that, but had to deal with them when they eventually gotten gifts. As for Isabela, she was under a lot of pressure for being perfect that she went with what abuela's lead in how she treated me in the past. But I can see how hard they are working in getting better at treating me and the rest of the family.

     "Anyway, so I wanted to say how sorry for how I treated you in the past, Mirabel," Isa said, knocking me back to the present. I looked at her, and she has this sorrowful face, that it broke my heart a little.

     "Like I said Isa, I have forgiven you," I reassured her, smiling which she returned. She just grabbed me and hugged me.

     "If I could, I would go back in time, and throw cactus at my past self," she whispered. I chuckled at that, just imaging the look of past Isa after being attacked by her future self.

     "If that is how you would react to your past self, then I would hate to see what you'll do to Senor Osvaldo, for what he said on the day of Antonio's gift ceremony," I said, then froze not meaning to say that out loud. I felt Isa tense up, before pulling away to look at me.

     "What did he say, Mirabel," she asked with a blank face. 

     "Nothing," I squeaked out, before running off.

Isabela's POV

     I watched as Mirabel ran off, though what she said made my sisterly instincts run wild. What did that fat man say to my little sister. And if Mirabel won't tell me, then I know who to ask. Dolores. I walked to my cousin's room and knocked. Dolores opened her door.

     "What did Osvaldo say to Mirabel on Antonio's gift ceramony," I bluntly asked. Dolores' eyes widen and she smiled.

     "Finally, you asked," Dolores said, "he said, 'Mirabel, delivery. I got you the special because you're the only Madrigal kid who doesn't have a gift. I call it the 'not special, special' because... you have no gift. Oh, and tell Antonio good luck. The last gift ceremony was a bummer. The last one being yours... that did not work.'"

     "HE SAID WHAT!?" I yelled in rage, but quickly apologized to Dolores when I saw her wince and hold her eyes. She waved her in dismissively. I quickly said bye to Dolores and went to search for that fat ass Osvaldo. My hands twitch in anger and anticipation. I felt like a predator hunting her prey.  As I was searching, I was also planning on what I'm gonna do to him.  I smiled slightly at all the plans I thought of doing. 

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     I finally found him, and he was stuffing his face with more food. I frowned at him, as he just sat, eating with no remorse for what he said to my sister about a month ago. He should be sitting where he sat, and think about what he said, not eating. I snarled in anger.

     "Senor Osvaldo, may I have a word with you," I asked him as I approach. He looked up at me and smiled.

     "Sure Isabela," he said, while following me into the woods. Then we were far enough away, and I turned towards Osvaldo with a frown on my face.

     "I know what you said to my sister, Mirabel, on Antonio's gift ceremony, and I'm deeply unhappy," I told him, glaring. He gulped in fear and tried to apologize. I hold my hand up to get him to shut up, "you will shut up, so I can dish out your punishment. And let me tell you, no one will believe you if you tell anyone what I'm gonna do."

     He started to shake in fear as I slowly walk around him. First, I made some poison ivy and threw them onto him, knowing it usually takes four hours to four days for the symptoms start. Then, I grew some cactus and threw them anywhere I could reach on his body, especially aiming for a certain spot on his body. He cried out in pain, and I smiled. He deserves this. I grew some of my vines to lift him up so I could get the cactus needles out of his skin, so I wouldn't leave any evidence of my involvement. Then, I forgo any other plants and just started punching him. I know it generally takes up to 2-6 hours for bruises to form. Then I kneed him where the sun doesn't shine. I then let him go.

     "Let this be a lesson, if I find out you make any form of sentence that causes my sisters any form of hurt, I will continue where I left off, understand," I asked, looking at him. He nodded, crying in pain. I dismissed him, and he ran away. I just watch him leave, "Dolores, I know you are listening, keep an ear out for Osvaldo and anyone who makes any comment about my sisters."

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I Write Request

Write what you want me to write in between chapters of my other stories.

Make sure to leave the character name, whether it's a x reader story, and a summary.

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Angst

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I will also post stories from my Ao3 account.

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The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 10:

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Bold=TV Script

Italics=Thoughts

Wednesday's POV

     This story is about to take a dark turn. Usually, I love dark turns. Like when the carousel brakes mysteriously failed at my eighth birthday party. But not this one.

Narrator's POV

     Multiple police dogs are barking, as the police are searching the woods. One of the police officers went up to the sheriff.

     "We've been searching for hours, Sheriff. The dogs need a break. Think we missed something?"

     "I say we double back, sweep Collet Creek, and then call it a night," the sheriff said.

     "Okay."

Wednesday's POV

     "How could you miss a dead body," I asked the sheriff. The sheriff, Y/N, Weems, and I was walking to Weems' office.

     "'Cause it wasn't there. No footprints, no blood, no sign of a struggle. Nothing, nada," the sheriff explains, "my search party looked all night."

     "Well, your search party must have left their seeing-eye dogs at home," I told the sheriff, "Y/N and I saw that monster kill Rowan right in front of us."

     "Get a good look at this monster thing," the sheriff asked both Y/N and I. To be honest, I didn't want Y/N to be here, getting involved, but my instincts are still running high.

     "It d-d-d-didn't st-st-stick around f-f-for a ch-ch-chat," Y/N told the sheriff.

      "Maybe it was one of your classmates," the sheriff said.

     "Sheriff, I find that question offensive. (As did I, just because there is a monster killing people doesn't mean it comes from a school of outcasts like Nevermore. Though I do wonder if there are more schools like Nevermore for outcasts in the Wednesday universe.)," Weems said offended at the mere thought that one of her students could do such a thing.

     "I don't care, 'cause I got three other dead bodies in the morgue," the sheriff said turning to Weems, "hikers just ripped apart in the woods."

     "The mayor said those were bear attacks," Weems said dismissively.

     "Well, the mayor and I disagree on that."

     "So, you automatically assume a Nevermore student is the murderer," Weems said, "even though there's no evidence a crime was even committed."

     "I'm sorry. I forgot, you only teach the good outcasts here, right," the sheriff said after glancing at me. I knew what he was thinking about when he said that. It has something to do with my father and how he thinks he was a murderer, even though I know that my father doesn't have the guts.

     "My guess is Rowan ran away," Weems sighs as we entered her office, "state troopers put out an alert, and I've contacted his family, but they haven't heard from him either."

     "D-d-d-dead people are n-n-notor-tor-toriously bad at re-re-returning c-c-calls," Y/N told Weems.

     "What were you doing out in the woods with him, Ms. Addams, Ms. Y/L/N," the sheriff asked both Y/N and I.

     "We heard a noise in the forest and went to go investigate. That's when we stumbled upon the attack," I told the sheriff. Out the corner of my eye, I saw Y/N shiver from the memory, and I so wanted to offer her comfort just not in front of people.

     "Then what happened?"

     "Then we ran into Bianca Barclay, and told her to go for help," I explained, "next thing I remember, I was awaking in my dorm."

     "And just to be clear, this monster wasn't a bear or some other wild animal," the sheriff asked me.

     "I've hibernated with grizzlies," I told him, "I know the difference."

     "I-i-i can feel a-a-animal's s-s-souls, and th-th-this creature's s-s-soul didn't f-f-fell no-no-normal," Y/N explained. I looked at her with intrigued.

     "Thank you, Sheriff. I think Miss Addams and Miss Y/L/N are done now," Weems told the sheriff standing up, but I wasn't done yet.

Y/N's POV

     "Actually, I would like to speak to Sheriff Galpin. Alone," Wednesday told Weems. 

     "I-i-i would like to s-s-speak with h-h-him as w-w-well," I said.

     "I'm not sure I can allow that," Weems said.

     "I'm sure I could take them to the station and get a formal statement," Sheriff Galpin said (which I'm sure is standard procedure for any crime that was witnessed.) "yeah, let's go."

     "Fine. You have five minutes, and everything is off the record. Play nice.... or I will call the mayor," Weems threatened, and with that, Weems walks out leaving Wednesday, the sheriff and I alone.

     "Someone is trying to cover up Rowan's murder," Wednesday said, turning towards the sheriff, "that's the only reason to scrub the crime scene."

     "Is that your professional opinion as the daughter of a murderer," the sheriff asked, making me want to rip his throat out. I mean come on, how childish can the sheriff be for comparing a child of a potential murderer. A child should never hold the responsibility for their parents' actions.

     "My father's twice the man you are," Wednesday fired back, emotionlessly, " and the only thing he murders is the occasional opera in the shower."

     "It's been a long night. I'm tired of your games."

     "S-s-she's not p-p-playing g-g-games," I told him in defense for Wednesday, "w-w-we're telling t-t-the t-t-truth."

     "You want to reject our claims, but you can't," Wednesday told the sheriff.

     "Why is that," Sheriff Galpin asked.

     "Because you, Y/N, and I both know there's a monster out there," Wednesday explains, "and Rowan is his latest victim."

     Just then, the door opens, and a policewoman slightly walks in.

     "Sheriff," she said.

     "What," he asked.

     "You're gonna want to see this," she said opening the door more. And what I saw, shouldn't be possible as I saw Rowan, alive. I stared at him in shock, but then I got a good sniff of him, and realized that wasn't Rowan, but I couldn't figure out whose scent that was. I looked over to Wednesday and saw the look of shock. I need to make sure to tell her that wasn't Rowan, but I'll tell her later.

Wednesday's POV

     "Believe nothing you hear and half of what you see." 

     Clearly Nevermore's most famous alumni picked that up here. No wonder he became a drug-addled madman.

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     "Help me understand why you claim you witnessed a murder," Kinbott asked both Y/N and I," was it to gain attention?"

     "Why should I bother telling you anything," I asked, "you've already decided we're lying. We know what we saw."

     "Your life's had a lot of upheaval recently," Kinbott told me, "it's okay to be confused about things."

     "Don't try and lure us into one of your psychological traps," I told her as I saw that Y/N was still uncomfortable sharing these therapy sessions. I completely understand, as these sessions should only happen individually.

     "No one is trying to trap you," she told me, "I'm here to help you process your emotions."

     "Emotions are a gateway trait," I told her, "they lead to feelings, which trigger tears. I don't do tears."

     "Tell me how you're adjusting to school," she asked me.

     "Sartre said, "Hell is other people." He was my first crush," I told her. I saw Y/N look at me with a raised eyebrow.

     "Wednesday, part of the reason your parents sent you to Nevermore is so you could find your people," Kinbott told me, "become part of a larger community."

     "I like being an island," I said, "a well-fortified one surrounded by sharks."

     "What about Y/N," she asked me. I looked towards my omega, and she looked back at me.

     'Only she's allowed,' I wanted to say, but kept quiet.

     "Have you considered your antisocial tendencies might be motivated by fear of rejection," she asked me.

     "If you were to reject me, I would not be upset," I flatly said.

     "What if Y/N rejected you," she asked, and this caused pain to erupt in my chest, but I stayed quiet.

     "Well, you can't get rid of me that easily," Kinbott continued, "and look, you made it through an entire session without trying to escape. I'll take that as a win."

     Both Y/N and I got up to leave, but as we were leaving, we ran into Tyler.

     "Guess you decided to stick around Jericho," Tyler said then looked at Y/n, which greatly displeased me and was making her uncomfortable, "Wait, you see Dr. Kinbott too?"

     "You should know," I told him, subtely moving in front of Y/N, "I'm legally requried to be here."

     "Uh, me too. Court ordered," he told me.

     "Look at us. A couple of teenage tearaways," I said. Tyler chuckled at that.

     "Hey, when you guys ran off last night, at the Harvest Festival," he said, "I wasn't sure what happened, and then I heard... Kinda crazy."

     "Everyone, including your father, believes we made it all up," I told him.

     "You know, I," Tyler began, but was interrupted by his phone, "time to get in touch with my inner rebel. You know, for the record, I believe in you both."

     And with that, he proceeded to his appointment, while Y/N and I just watch him.

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A Lioness Love

Chapter 1: A Journey to the Unknown Village

Third POV

It was a quiet day in the Blake Pride, everyone was getting ready for an important meeting with the king and queen. Though everyone knows that the king and queen would be late for the meeting as they are dealing with their daughter. Everyone frowns at the thought of what they are doing to the poor girl but was too afraid of the king to try and stop them. Everyone knows not to anger the king. The poor girl has been abused by them ever since they found out about how she was born. Leah, the king’s and queen’s daughter was born biologically female but with male parts. The king and queen has hated her existence ever since. It’s like they blame her for being born like that, but they should know that babies don’t determine their own gender, but the parents do.

All of the sudden, the quiet day was broken by a females scream, and everyone knew who that scream belonged to. Everyone can’t wait for when Nicholas would become king, with his wife becoming queen. Unfortunately, that won’t happen for another thirty years. Everyone looked towards the kings and queens house, where the screaming is coming from.

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Inside the house, we see Jason, the king, and Sarah, the queen, beating Leah for simply minding her own business. Nicholas and his wife, Hannah, was just off to the side watching with a grimace. They wanted to help, but they couldn’t help until Nicholas was king. If they do something now, then Nicholas would be disowned and exiled, and he needed to be king to make some changes to the pride so everyone can finally live in peace. Though, Nicholas does have an idea on how to help his little sister. He just needs to have a word with his sister, so she wouldn’t think he was betraying her. Finally, the beatings stop, and both Nicholas and Hannah was ordered to fix up Leah for the meeting. They waited for the king and queen to leave before making their way to Leah.

“Hey sis,” Nicholas said gently. He doesn't like seeing his sister like this, so vulnerable.

“Hey Leah, it’s going to be okay, your brother and I have an idea on how to save you from the abuse,” Hannah said to Leah. This caused Leah to perk up. She would always be grateful for both Nicholas and Hannah. She also understands on why they couldn’t stop the beatings. So, she gave her brother and sister-in-law her full attention.

“The best way, is for you to escape,” Nicholas said, gently petting Leah’s hair to comfort her, “but the best way for you to escape if for mom and dad to exile you, so they wouldn’t think to go looking for you.”

Leah thought this through, and nodded her head. She knows that if she just disappears, then she would be hunted and then killed. This would be her best shot at surviving. Nicholas nodded, then left to go speak to his parents to see if he can get them on board.

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It was time for the meeting, and all the royal members of the pride was standing at the head of the room. Nicholas was hoping that he managed to convince his parents to exile his sister, until he could become king at least. Leah was standing next to her brother, and if everything goes according to plan, she’ll need to act distraught when the time comes. She just have to wait until her father and mother are done droning on about useless stuff.

“Now, before I dismiss this meeting, I have an announcement to make,” Jason said with his booming voice. Everyone slightly flinched, always hating how Jason used his commanding voice unnecessarily. “Leah, come forward, now.”

Leah straightened up, and walked forward, with fake confusion on her face. She knew what was coming.

“Your mother and I have been talking, and we agreed that we can no longer accept you in this pride, so we hereby announce that you are exiled,” Jason said with a smirk, that Sarah was also sporting. Leah was thankful for those acting lessons that her brother taught her, for she started to cry in fake despair. “We will allow for you to pack your clothes and weapons, and you have 24 hours before you have to leave. This meeting is now dismissed.”

Jason and Sarah walked off, and when they are no longer in sight, Leah stopped crying. Leah smiled a real smile for the first time in ages. She walked up to her brother to give him a hug, along with her sister-in-law.

“Thank you for always watching out for me,” Leah said, “I’m going to miss you.”

“We’ll miss you too,” Hannah said. Leah nodded and walked to her room to pack what she could. Once she was done, she used her magic to create a rift where she can safely store her belongings until she needs them. She then put her main weapons on, but used a cloaking charm so she doesn’t get stop for having them. She finally walks out to her brother handing her a ticket.

“This ticket will take you to Romania, it'll be the safest place for you in case mom and dad changes their mind later on,” Nicholas explained. Leah nodded and took the ticket. Leah left the pride, not turning back for fear she might run back and tell that it was all a plan for her to escape.

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Leah’s POV

It has been a few days since I left and landed in Romania. When I could, i went straight for the woods to transform into my lioness form, thanking that my clothes and weapons gets absorbed in the transformation. I will always remember my brother and sister. I will always be thankful for them and the opportunity that they gave me to be free from all of the abuse. I can’t wait for the time my brother becomes king and allow me back with open arms.

I have been traveling for quite some time when I stumble upon a village that isn’t on any maps that I got. The smell I got from this village reeks of death and despair. So, I tread carefully, when I spotted a creature, I’ve never seen before. It looked like it was fixing to attack someone. I quickly charged at the creature and tackled it, still in my lioness form. The person was wearing a black hood, holding a sickle. She has blonde hair and was looking at me with surprise. I fought the creature viciously and managed to kill it. Though, I did get slightly injured. Unfortunately for me, I used all of my energy, which caused me to transform back into my human form and black out.

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Bela’s POV

I stared at them human girl in shock. I just saw this girl as a lion and save me from the lycan. Though, I didn’t really need saving from the mindless beast. This girl intrigues me, so I picked her up and took her to my mother. Hopefully, mother allows me to keep her as I feel this connection to her.

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Lioness Love

Disclaimer: Resident Evil Village belongs to CapCom.

I only own the characters Leah, Jason, Sarah, Nicholas, and Hannah.

Summary: Leah Maddison Blake, a lioness shifter, left America to get away from her abusive family. She decided to move to a village in Romania, not knowing what awaits for her. There she meets someone who makes her heart skip a beat, but this person is one of the daughters from the castle. What will happen when they meet face to face?

Information on Leah:

Name: Leah Maddison Blake

Age: 28, though her people will stop aging at this age. (After some research Bela would be this age or age 18 when she was mutated.)

Skin Tone: Will be Caucasian, but with a tan.

Hair Color/Length: Black short hair

Father: Jason Blake (King of the Blake Pride)

Mother: Sarah Blake (Queen of the Blake Pride, also called the Hunt Chief)

Older Brother: Nicholas Blake (Future King of Blake Pride)

Sister-In-Law: Hannah Blake nee. Jackson (Future Queen of Blake Pride, also future Hunt Chief)

Lioness form- Think the color of Scar from Lion King, as it will be close color of Leah's hair.

Personality: Serious unless she is extremely tired, Protective, Scary like Rosa Diaz from Brooklynn 99

Traits: Smart, Confident, Powerful, Courageous, Calm, Honest, Loyal

Likes: Bela, Dimitrescu family, Donna, Angie, Books, Learning

Dislikes: Moreau, Heisenberg, Mother Miranda, people disrespecting the Dimitrescu family

Clothes: Think tactical military clothes that can be absorbed when Leah transforms.

Weapons (Also can be absorbed when Leah transforms): Dual Pistols, M 4, Katana, Compound Bow, and Military Warrior Knife

Also, this is a x reader, just thought it would be easier to use a name instead of Y/N. You can still use your own name if you want.

Masterlist:

https://www.tumblr.com/depressionisreal1996/737873095280459776/master-list?source=share

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I'm Back

Hey, I'm sorry for not posting anything. I have not had a good year. I had been going through some major mental breakdowns, that caused me to be hospitalized, and because of that I have been losing motivation to writing stories. I even lost motivation to post videos on my YouTube channel. I've had breakdowns before, but never to this intensity, but I am sorry for not posting, and I hope you guys forgive me.

Thank you for reading my stories, even if I think they are trash.

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The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 9

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Underlined=Line Break

Bold=TV Script

Italics=Thoughts

Bold, Underlined, and Italics=Vision

Narrator's POV

       It's now time for the Harvest Festival, and the two roommates plus Y/N are saying their goodbyes. When Enid and Y/N saw Tyler, they made a face. Enid doesn't trust him, as she remembers how he was (this is just a theory, I don't know if this is true). Y/N doesn't for she doesn't like how he looks at her like she is a piece of meat, and something just doesn't seem right about him. 

Y/N's POV

       I don't know why she has to trust this normie, there's just something off about him. I am surprised that she wants me to come with her, as she seems to be the loner type, but I'm happy that she wants me to come with her. I also decided not to tell Enid about Wednesday being my mate. I love her, but she's too gossipy. 

Wednesday's POV

       I was saying bye to Enid. I'm glad Y/N decided to come with me. 

       "Are you sure you can trust that normie," Enid asks me, and I saw Y/N nodding in agreement. I need to ask her about this, and see if I need to torture Tyler.

       "I trust that I can handle myself and keep Y/N safe," I replied, and I saw Y/N smile, though she did try to hide it.

       "Well, good luck and safe travels," Enid told me and went to hug me goodbye. I stepped away, only allowing Y/N to hug me though she doesn't know yet, "still not a hugger. Got it."

       With that both Y/N and I went over to the dart throwing stand. Y/N is just watching me dominating the game with awe in her eyes, so I just kept going. Well, until we were interrupted by Xavier.

       "Jeez, you get any better at this, you'll be taking home a whole pack," he said, while also trying to get close to Y/N. This caused her to get uncomfortable and scoot closer to me. I glared at him, telling him to back off.

       "Pandas don't travel in packs. They prefer solitude," I replied.

       "All right. Subtle hint taken," he told me.

       "You should know we're waiting for someone," I told him, in hopes that he'll leave us alone.

       "Oh yeah, who's the lucky guy.... or girl," he asked, though that isn't his business. 

       "What does it matter to you," I asked him, but that is when Tyler shows up, walking towards us. I felt Y/N come even closer after seeing him.

       "Didn't mean to interrupt," Tyler said, looking at all of us, but his stare seems to linger on my mate, my omega. I glared at him, as I didn't like him looking at her like that. I'm starting to realize why Y/N seems to be uncomfortable around him.

       "You're not," Xavier scoffs and walks away.

       "This is gonna be trickier than I though," Tyler told me, "dad hit me with a curfew. we need to go if I'm gonna make it back in time."

       "I've got some dead weight I need to lose first. Meet us behind the parking lot when the fireworks start," I told him. I handed the stuffed panda to the vendor, "you see that sad, lonely woman over there? She needs this pathetic validation more than I do. Would you mind distracting her?"

       Once the vendor has Weems distracted, I help Y/N's hand to sneak away to the parking lot. We finally saw the parking lot and Tyler. We walked up to him, and saw that he had something in his hand.

       "Hey, before you leave, I wanted you to have this," he told me handing me the file, "it's your dad's police file from when he was at Nevermore. I think it's the reason my dad hates him. You okay?"

       "I'm not used to people engaging with me," I told him, " most see me coming and cross the street."

       "You're not scary. You're just kinda.... kooky," he told me. 

       "I prefer spooky," I told him flatly. I felt Y/N silently laugh at this. I looked towards her with a smirk on my face.

       "Oh," he just says. 

       "Now my train leaves in an hour. We're burning moonlight," I said, still holding Y/N's hand.

       "Uh, right, right," he said walking with us. We continued on, until the group of boys that was bothering Y/N and I showed up with bats. I went to fight when Tyler stopped me.

       "Hey. Come on, Wednesday. Wednesday," he tried to get my attention, "we can lose them in the crowd."

      And that is what we did. We ran into the crowd hoping to lose them soon. I kept a tight hold on Y/N, so I wouldn't lose her in the crowd. As we ran, I ran into Rowan and was sent into a vision. In the vision, a lot was happening, but I did see Rowan die. I finally got out of the vision, and looked towards Rowan. He looked back at me, then walked into the woods. I knew I had to go after him.

      "Shit. Wednesday, we need to go," Tyler told me, with Y/N looking at me in concern, "Wednesday, come on. Wednesday!"

       "Rowan, come back," I yelled to him, running after him. I could hear Y/N running after me, which I didn't like at all but I continued to run after him. We were now pretty deep into the woods, "Rowan, wait!"

       "What do you want? Why are you following me," he asked me in an irate tone. I felt Y/N stop next to me.

       "I don't have time to explain, but you're in danger," I told him. He started to chuckle, and I stared at him confused.

       "I think you've got it backwards," he told me, then used his power to send me into a tree, but he also did the same thing to Y/N. This caused me to growl at him and to fight against his power, "You're the one who's in danger."

       "What are you doing," I asked him.

       "Ro-Ro-Ro-Rowan, this is-is-is-isn't you," Y/N told him, and I could tell she was scared, which caused my protective instincts to go into overdrive.

       "Saving everyone from you," he told me, completely ignoring Y/N, "I have to kill you."

       "The gargoyle, that was you," I asked him, now realizing what was happening.

       "Yeah," he replied, smiling.

       "It's always the quiet ones," I said. Rowan then used his power to bring a drawing, of what looks like me, with Y/N hiding behind me, surrounded by fire. Y/N looks shocked at see the drawing.

       "The girls in the picture. That's both of you," he told us.

       "You want to kill us because of some picture," I asked him.

       "My mother drew that picture 25 years ago when she was a student at Nevermore," he told me, "she was a powerful Seer. Told me about it before she died."

       "Rowan, put us down," I told him.

       "No! My mother said it was my destiny to stop the girls if she ever came to Nevermore," he told me, "because she will destroy the school and everyone in it. Of course, it it was only Y/N then I didn't have to kill anyone, but you had to show up,"

       "Rowan," I pleaded with him, "Rowan."

        Just then, behind Rowan, a beast showed up and attacked Rowan. This let both Y/N and I down from where we were pinned. I heard Y/N scream, and this caused me to get to her and shield her from the scene. She grabbed my jacket and held on tight. After the creature was finished with Rowan, it turned to look at us, then ran off. I crawled towards Rowan's body to look at him in shock.

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       I was back in my dorm, with Y/N sleeping on my bed. I couldn't let her back to her dorm, with my instincts running wild at the moment. I was sitting at my desk looking at both the drawing and my father's police file, when my parents called my on my crystal ball.

      "Hello, my little black cloud," my father said.

       "So tell us darling, how was your first week," my mother asked.

Let's see. I narrowly avoided death twice, discovered that my father may be a murderer, learned that I could potentially destroy the school, and was mysteriously saved by a homicidal monster.

       "As much as it pains me to admit, you were right, Mother," I told them, "I think I'm going to love it here."

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I'm Being Hunted

Chapter 2: The Forest and Its Folklore

I got up in the morning, and decided to cook some breakfast before I have to leave. This is my way of apologizing to Maddie about my exploration. I didn’t want to leave her all upset. I decided on bacon, eggs, and toast. Something that is nice and simple, and the way she likes it. After I got the food done, I went to wake her up. When she saw me, she was shocked, as I would usually be gone by now. I don’t like being stuck behind traffic, so I would usually go very early, but I didn’t want to leave her just yet. I felt like I’ve upset her last night and wanted to make up first then go. We finally finished eating, and I got dressed. I triple made sure everything was packed, before going to bed, so I can just get on the road.

I was finally on the road. I love road trips, as they can be relaxing. Whenever I go on one, I feel so free from responsibilities. I guess this is why, I feel recharged already.

*****

Its been a 47 minutes, and I decided to stop at Newport, Tennessee to gas up and refill my drinks and snacks. This also gives me a chance to stretch my legs. After a couple minutes, I was back on the road, planning to stop in Ashville, North Carolina.

*****

I’ve traveled 1 hour and 18 minutes, since my last stop in Newport, Tennessee. I’ve finally arrived in Ashville and it’s such a beautiful city. I also had to go to the bathroom, so I stopped at a rest area. I also wanted to talk to some people, and ask them about the creature that would be in the forest. I walked up to someone who seems to be some sort of ranger.

“Hey, I just came from Knoxville, Tennessee and I wanted to go camping in Pisgah National Forest, but I also wanted to know about the creature that is said to be in there,” I ask him. He looked at me and nodded his head.

“Of course, well we call it the HideBehind. It likes to hide behind trees and stalk humans. So, please be careful,” he told me. I was a little disheartened at the lack of more information about the creature, but I know they don’t really exist. So, I just got back into my car, and drove off. My next stop would be Old Fort, North Carolina, and it would be my last stop before I get to the forest.

*****

After 28 minutes I made it to Old Fort, and I stopped for a quick late lunch. My legs are hurting for being in the car for so long, but I’m almost to my destination. Judging my calculations, I should be at my destination in about twenty minutes from it.

*****

After twenty minutes, I finally made to where we have to park our cars and walk the rest of the way. I walked on the trail, to find a good place to set up camp. I decided to go ahead and video tape my journey to where I find a good place. It wasn’t until twenty minutes into my hike, that I felt like I was being watched. Though, I just wrote it down as an animal showing a little bit of interest in me. Another twenty minutes, I finally found the perfect place to set up camp. I also made sure to surround my camp with mothball, for I read that it’ll keep wildlife away. I put my firearms where I’ll be able to reach. I also decided to go ahead and make a fire to eat and read before going to bed. Tomorrow is going to be a whole day of exploration, and to see if the HideBehind is real.

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The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 8

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Y/N's POV

       I was just laying down, thinking why Wednesday wanted me to escape the therapy session with her. It just doesn't seem like her to want others with her. I am thankful that she did let me, but I'm so confused. I need to talk to Enid about this, maybe she'll have some advice on what to do. I also need to make sure she doesn't gossip about it either. I love that girl, but she is a gossip queen, and in my opinion the gossip queen. I'm really falling in love with Wednesday Addams, and I hope she accepts me as her mate, even when I tell her about my past.

       Before I could finish my thought, I heard someone playing the cello, and it was very beautiful. I love instruments like the cello, and I have a feeling on who is playing it. So, with that thought I got up to go over to Enid's and Wednesday's room to listen to her better. On my way there, I ran into Enid, so we just walked together.

Wednesday's POV

       I was just finishing up playing my cello, when Thing asked me if I feel better.

       "No, I don't really feel better," I replied to him, "there's just something wrong about this place. Not just because it's a school."

       Just then the door to the balcony opened and revealed Enid and Y/N. They walked over to us.

       "How the hell did you get that oversized violin out the window," Enid asked. I saw Y/N glare at her, and shaking her head.

       "I-i-i-it's a ce-ce-ce-cello E-e-e-enid," she told Enid with a tone that says that she was offended by the comment. This almost made me smile at how cute she was being.

       "I had an extra hand," I told her, with Thing showing himself. Enid looked at him with awe and slight fear.

       "Whoa. Where's the rest of him," she asked, coming closer.

       "It's one of the great Addams family mysteries," I told her. Then we heard howling in the distance. It's the full moon, so the werewolves have turned, but Enid is also a werewolf. She didn't turn, so I'm intrigued.

       "Why aren't you wolfing out," I asked her. She looked down in what I assume is sadness.

       "Because I can't," she replied, then she extended her nail towards me, "it's all I got. My mom says some wolves are late bloomers, but I've been to the best Lycanologist. I had to fly to Milwaukee, would you believe it. Yeah, she says there's a chance I may never..... you know."

       "What happens then," I inquired.

       "I'd become a lone wolf," she told me, still looking down. Y/N just walked over to her to comfort her, which didn't sit well with me.

       "Sounds perfect," I told her, but Y/N just glared at me. I don't understand why, as being alone, well not completely alone with her, is a bad thing.

       "Are you kidding me? My life would be officially over," she told me, with slight anger in her voice, "I'd be kicked out of my family pack with no prospect of finding a mate."

       "I'm failing to see the problem here," I said, confused why someone wants to be with other people. I saw Y/N roll her eyes, and I had to hold my anger in, as she shouldn't be concerned about Enid at all, only me.

       "I could die alone," she replied.

       "We all die alone, Enid," I said.

       "You really suck at this. Cheering people up," she said, then started to silently cry.

       "Why are you crying," I asked her, completely uncomfortable with the situation.

       "Because I'm upset," she told me, raising her voice a little bit, "haven't you ever cried, or are you above that too?"

       "It was the week after Halloween. I was six years old," I replied, and I don't know why I was telling her about this. Y/N also was listening as well, "I took my pet scorpion, Nero, out for his afternoon stroll, and we were ambushed. They wondered what kind of freak would have a scorpion for a pet. Two of them held me down and made me watch.... while the others ran Nero over until.... It was snowing when I buried what was left of him. I cried my little black heart out. But tears don't fix anything, so I vowed to never do it again."

       Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Y/N holding her mouth, with tears rolling down her face. I could also sense that she was very pissed off (I was also pissed off, I do not condone animal abuse and I wish I could legally hunt animal abusers down).

       "Your secret's safe with us. Still think you're weird as shit, though," Enid said.

       "The feeling is incredibly mutual," I replied, and I saw Y/N smile, "how would you like your single room back? You just need to show me how to use your computer."

       I saw Y/N with a frown, so I walked up to her and whispered in her ear.

       "I'm taking you with me, I don't think I can survive without your," I told her. To this she beamed and nodded her head.

Narrator's POV

       Now we see Thing crawling up someone's house. He crawled up to the window and knocked on it. Inside, we see Tyler walking towards his window to investigate the knocking at his window. He opened the window, when Thing crawled inside which caused Tyler to startle.

       "Holy shit," he exclaimed. He got his bat to swing at Thing. Thing just crawled, dodging the bat, until he got to the desk. He then got a hold of the bat and threw it away. He showed his palm, which had a message from Wednesday to call her.

       "Okay, I'm taking orders from a hand. This isn't weird at all," he said, and proceeded to do what Thing showed him.

Wednesday's POV

       I heard the computer ring, so I went up to answer. After looking for the button to answer, I finally saw Tyler.

       "Uh... hi," he said, looking off to the side.

       "That's Thing," I told me, and nodded at that.

       "Is he, like, your pet," he asked, though this caused me to be mad at him, but I wouldn't show that. I also heard Thing flipping him off.

       "He's sensitive," I told him, which was true.

       "Look, I know Nevermore is ground zero for all things weird," he said, "but this is next-level. So, what happened to not wanting to be a slave to technology"

       "Desperate time. Are you still willing to help me escape," I asked him.

       "After what happened today, I figured they'd have you in solitary," he told me.

       "There's the Harvest Festival this weekend," I replied, "attendance is mandatory. I'm going to use it as a cover. If you're willing to drive me to the station, I can make it worth your while."

       "I'm in. And no charge," he told me, though I was confused why he would do this with no charge, "consider it a freebie."

       "Why," I asked.

       "Cause I wish I was going with you," he said in a serious tone, "at least one of us will get out of this hellhole town."

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I'm Being Hunted

Chapter 1: The Planning

For all of last week, I have been planning my next exploration. I've decided to go to Pisgah Forest in North Carolina. I've actually never been to North Carolina, and I've always wanted to go, but I hear about other places that I decided to wait on that. I've also done some research on the place and could see that there is some folklore about some creature, called the HideBehind. I decided to do some research on it, and I got chills running up and down my spine. The creature likes to stalk their prey for a while, before attacking. They tend to hide behind trees, just out of the corner of your eyes. They quickly hide themselves if you attempt to make direct eye contact. I really don't like the whole stalking thing, but it's just folklore. The only thing I need to do is tell my fiancé, Maddison, that I'll be going. I'm also going to offer if she wanted to come as well. To be quite honest, I don't know what I'll do without her, she's, my rock. Especially when I lost job last year.

       I heard the door to the apartment open, and I knew that my love has finally arrived. I know how she doesn't like me going to these explorations alone, but no one else likes doing this type of things like I do, but I've reassured her that I'm always prepared. I walked out of our shared room and walked up to her. She looked at me with the most beautiful smile, which slipped when she noticed my face. She knew what I was going to say before I've even opened up my mouth.

       "I do not like this face of yours, it means it's time for another exploration," she told me, while sighing in exasperation. I had to hold in my laugh, or it’ll be the couch for me tonight.

       “I’m afraid so, my love,” I announced to her, smiling at her actions, “it’s going to be at Pisgah Forest, in North Carolina. It’s just a two-hour long drive.”

       “I guess that is fine, but please be careful,” she expressed to me, which made me walk up to her and hug her in reassurance. She hugged back, though it was like she was clinging onto me. I hate doing this to her, but I’m an adventurous person, who likes to experience things that life offer. I also find it recharging, both mentally and physically. It’s like I become a new person when I explore.

       “I also wanted to ask if you wanted to come,” I inquired, even though I know she wouldn’t want to come, as she doesn’t like doing anything that have to the outside, even hiking, but I wanted her to know that she is invited to come along.

       “No, thank you,” she declared, jumping away from me with this playful smile. She may not like these things, but she always loves to know that I’ll always try to include her in my activities, unlike her family. I hate to hear what they did to her.

       “Okay love,” I said, matching her smile with one of my own, “but I won’t be back for two weeks.”

       She nodded her head at this, already knowing the normal for me. It’s not a long time to explore everything there, but I still have a life with her and a job. After the talk, we decided to have take-out days and spend as much time together, before I leave in the morning. We also settled to make sure we are caught up in our favorite show. Later, we finally went to bed, cuddling just talking for a while. Then the darkness of sleep hit me.

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New Story

I'm creating an original story, but don't worry. I'm still going to work on The Traumatized Omega. This is just to keep my creative mind working. I just wanted to ask if you guys wanted to read the original story. The only thing that won't be mine would be the cryptid that is featured in the story. I also want to work on this story to be published, but wanted to see if people will actually read it. Here is the description of the story:

Derrek Mates tells his fiance, Maddison Hotchner, that in two days he's going to go explore the Pisgah Forest in North Carolina. He loves exploring around the world, and since it is just a two-hour drive, he decided to go there. Though, soon he will find that it would all turn into a nightmare, for something is stalking him.

What could it be?

The cryptid has been a folklore since the 1920s.

And here are links you can read about the cryptid: https://cryptidz.fandom.com/wiki/Hidebehind https://astonishinglegends.com/astonishing-legends/2018/7/26/the-hidebehind

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The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 7

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Y/N's POV

      I was really concerned about Wednesday. When she bumped into the farmer, her head threw back, that I thought she had hurt it. Now she seems to be fine. I so wanted to ask her about what had happened, but it could be something that she didn't want to talk about. We eventually arrived at the  Weathervane, where I saw Tyler. I greatly dislike Tyler, for he is very pushy in trying to court me. I also get a very bad feeling about him, like he isn't a normie that he is trying to be. Because of all that, I tend to try and go to the Weathervane when it isn't his shift. As we got closer to the bar (is that what it's called in coffee shops) I scooted closer to Wednesday. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her look at me slightly.

Wednesday's POV

      When we got closer to the bar of the coffee shop, Y/N got closer to me, and I could sense that she was very uncomfortable. This was putting me on edge, so I allowed her to get closer. We finally made it to the bar, when their machine started to act up. The machine hissed and spewed out steam. The barista was having trouble getting the machine to stop and to work properly. I could feel Y/N slightly laugh at this and it almost caused me to smirk. When the steam finally let up, the barista jumped back, startled by our appearance.

      "Holy crap," he exclaimed looking at us, though his gaze was set mostly on my omega, which I didn't like at all, "do you make a habit of scaring the hell out of people?"

      "It's more of a hobby," I replied to him. Y/N looked at me with a small smile, but I could tell that she doesn't want to be near this person. I wonder why she doesn't like this person, but I will do my best in keeping him away from her.

      "You go to Nevermore," he asked, then looked at my uniform, "didn't realize they changed the uniform."

      "I need a quad over ice," I told him, ignoring the question and comment, "it's an emergency, plus a hot chocolate for Y/N."

      I saw him give me a confused face, and this really irritated me, for he should know how to make this since he works here.

      "It's four shots of espresso," I told him.

      "Yeah, I... I know what a quad is, but, spoiler alert," he explained to me, "the espresso machine's having a seizure, so all we have is drip."

      "But drip is for people who hate themselves and know their lives have no real purpose or meaning," I told him, not wanting drip, "what's wrong with your machine?"

      "It's a temperamental beast with a mind of its own," he told me, "and it doesn't help that the instructions are in Italian."

      "I need a tri-wing screwdriver and a four-millimeter Allen wrench," I told him, while looking at the instructions. I saw out of the corner of my eye,  that Y/N was looking at me with awe on her face. This made me want to puff up in pride, but resisted.

      "Wait, you read Italian," he asked, stunned.

      "Of course. It's the native tongue of Machiavelli," I told him, "here's the deal. I'm going to fix your coffee machine, then you're going to make my coffee and call a taxi."

      "Uh, no taxis in Jericho," he told me, "try Uber?"

      "I don't have a phone. I refuse to be a slave to technology," I said flatly.

      "Then you're out of luck," he said, "where you going anyway?"

      "That's on a need-to-know basis," I told him, for he doesn't need to know anything about this, "what about trains?"

      "Nearest station is Burlington," he told me, "it's half an hour long away."

      "You have a valve issue," I told him, finally seeing what the issue is, "I've seen it before."

      "Where? You have one of these monsters at home," he asked, looking at the machine disdainfully.

      "Steam-powered guillotine," I replied, still working on the machine, "I built it when I was ten. I wanted to decapitate my dolls more efficiently."

      "Sure," he said, looking creeped out, while Y/N looked at me like I grown a second head, "Grim Reaper Barbie, makes perfect sense."

      I finally got it to work, then proceeded to put everything back in order. I looked up and saw both Y/N and the barista looking at me in awe.

      "Wow, thanks," he said, "I never met a Nevermore kid who got their hands dirty. I'm Tyler, by the way. I didn't catch your name, or is that on a need-to-know basis too?"

      "Wednesday," I told him.

      "Tell you what, Wednesday," he said, smiling, "to show my appreciation, how about I drive you to Burlington?"

      "Perfect. Put that quad in a to-go cup," I told him. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Y/N shaking her head in disbelief. This confused me on why she was shaking her head.

      "Uh, but I don't get off for another hour," he said.

      "I'll sweeten the pot," I told him, handing a twenty.

      "Twenty whole dollars," he said, looking at the money, "tempting, but no."

      "I'll make it forty," I said, getting another twenty out.

      "Uh.... Listen, Wednesday, one fun fact about me," he said, looking at me, "I can't be bought, so either wait, or find someone else to drive you."    

      I sighed, and turned around. Y/N and I just went to a booth to sit down and wait. As we wait, I got my book out to read, while Y/N just laid her head down. She does look exhausted, so I let her rest, while reading and keeping my eye out for any form of danger.

Narrator's POV

     Now we are back seeing Principle Weems on her phone. She looks up in time to see Dr. Kinbott exciting the building and looking around. Weems got out of the van and went up to her.

      "What happened," she asked, but got no reply. She knew that her students have escaped the therapy session, so she went looking for them.

Wednesday's POV

      I was getting into my book when I head some boys, so I looked up and saw some people in Pilgrim clothes.

      "Hey, boys, check it out," one said to the group.

      "Who's that? Bro...." the other said.

      "Come on," the first one told them, and they walked up to the booth.

      "What's a Nevermore freak doing out in the wild," one asked me.

      "This is our booth," the other one said.

      "Why are you dressed like religious fanatics," I asked, not comprehending why someone wanted to dress like people who have wrong so many other people.

      "We're pilgrims," the one who seems to be the leader told me.

      "Potato, po-tah-to," I told them uninterestedly.

      "We work at Pilgrim World," he said, putting a flyer down in front of me. This caused Y/N to wake up, and look at them with a scowl on her face.

      "It takes a special kind of stupid to devote an entire them park to zealots responsible for mass genocide," I said looking at the flyer.

      "My dad owns Pilgrim World." he said, with an angry face, "who you calling stupid?"

      "If the buckled shoe fits," I replied.

      "Guys, back off," Tyler ran over to stop what is about to happen.

      "Stay out of this, Galpin," the leader told him.

      "Yes, stay out of this," I told him, while getting up from the booth. I saw Y/N also get up.

      "So tell me, freak," the leader said, while looking at my mate, "you ever been with a normie?"

      This angered me greatly, but as I go to put him in his place, my mate has already done so.

      "I've n-n-never found one th-th-th-that could h-h-handle me," she replied, and this made me proud of her.

      "Boo," I suddenly said, while moving forward a little bit. They jumped back in fright, then went to attack me. Before they could touch me, Y/N jumped in with an open palm hit to the face. This caused a fight to really happen.

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      We were victorious in the fight, though I did see a bruise happening on Y/N's face. This caused me to become very protective of her. I went up to her, and took a hold of her face to examine the bruise better. She just looked at me with a smile. Tyler came up with an ice pack, but as he got closer, I growled at him to not get too close to us, more specifically my mate. He stopped, and I went up to him to get the ice pack. I held it up to her face.

      "So where'd you learn those kung fu moves," he asked me.

      "My uncle taught me," I replied, still taking care of Y/N, "he spent five years in a Tibetan Monastery."

      "Was he a monk," he asked.

      "Prisoner," I told him, getting bored of the conversation.

      Then in walked the town's sheriff. He looked around at the boys and walked up to Tyler.

      "Dad," Tyler said, looking at him.

      "Tyler, the hell's going on here," he asked Tyler.

      "They were harassing the two customers, and they put them in their place," he explained. The sheriff looked over at Y/N and I. He looked us up and down in disbelief.

      "These little things took down three boys," he asked, "did you help them?"

      "Dad, I swear, I wasn't involved," he told him.

      If that wasn't bad enough, here comes Weems coming in. Most likely coming to look for both Y/N and I. When she spotted us, she walked over.

      "Apologies, Sheriff," she told him, "these two slipped away from me. Come on, Miss Addams and Miss Y/L/N, time to go."

      "Wait a minute, hang on," the sheriff said, stopping us from leaving, "you're an Addams? Don't tell me Gomez Addams is your father? That man belongs behind bars for murder."

      This confused me for a moment, as this was never mentioned to me before.

      "Guessin' the apple doesn't fall far from the tree," he told me (I hate it when people assume someone is going to be bad people for what their parents did), "I'm gonna keep my eye on you."

      "Okay," Weems said, putting her arm in front of me to guide me out of the Weathervane. We finally got in the van and went back to Nevermore, but on the way, Weems decided to hold a conversation with me.

      "Your first day and you're already on Sheriff Galpin's radar," she said, "wish I could say I was surprised."

      "What did he mean about my father," I asked.

      "I have no idea, but a word of advice," she said, "stop making enemies, and start making friends. You're going to need them."

      It was maybe about thirty minutes (I'm just guessing at this point) after she stopped talking when we was fixing to pass a wreck.

      "Looks like an accident," she said with a worried tone, "I hope the driver's okay."

      "He's dead," I replied, recognizing the truck, "broke his neck."

      "How can you tell from this angle," she asked me, but decided to ignore her. I took the necklace that my mother has given me, and just held it.

Y/N's POV

      I think I figured out what happened to Wednesday when she bumped into the farmer. She had a vision. I don't quit like people who can have visions, for sometimes they'll take them as fact, and bad things happen. This happened when my mom saw a vision about me, and everything became horrible for me. Though, I'm going to not judge her for her visions.

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The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 6

I'm back, sorry it took so long.

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Narrator's POV

      We now see an overview of the town Jericho. It looks like they are setting up for a festival. We zoom in on a van stopping in front of a building. We see Principle Weems, with two other people with her. They are Wednesday and Y/N, as they both have therapy session at the same time. Y/N was not happy with the arrangement of sharing her session with someone, no matter the person she is sharing it with is her mate. She doesn't want her mate to know about her baggage this early on.

Y/N's POV

      Why do I have to share my sessions with her, I thought in my head. Principal Weems knows I don't want anyone to know about my past, and she does this shit. I thought I could trust her, but apparently not. Maybe, with Wednesday there, Dr. Kinbott won't talk about me. That could be a fucking miracle. Wednesday turned around and looked at me, probably sensing my mood. She saw the scowl on my face and frowned. I sighed and looked away, and that is when Weems started to talk to Wednesday.

Wednesday's POV

      I could feel Y/N mood turning sour, so I turned around to look at her. I saw a scowl on her face, and I frowned as I didn't like that face on her. She should be smiling, I thought then shook that thought away. I saw that she sighed and looked away. I'm wondering why she is like this. This is when Weems started to talk to me.

      "Dr. Kinbott's office is on the second floor," she told me, "other Nevermore students swear by her."

      "You'll be here until we're done," I asked referring to both Y/N and I. I have decided to take Y/N with me. She is my mate, so she will come with as she is mine.

      "Perhaps afterwards we can visit the Weathervane for hot chocolate," Weems said with a smile. I saw Y/N perk up at this. So she likes hot chocolate, I thought.

      "Principal Weems, this feeble attempt at bonding is beneath you," I told her, while getting out. Y/N did the same, still with a scowl on her face. I turned around to continue, "and chauffeuring your students around is below your pay grade."

      "Given your history, I'm sure you're intent on running away," she told me with a smile, "I'm here to prevent that from happening."

      "I wish you luck," I said, shutting the door. I walked with Y/N towards the building to begin my session.

~Line Break~

      "I read the notes from your school counselor," Dr. Kinbott told me as we all walked up the stairs. Y/N was fidgeting, so Dr. Kinbott gave her something to mess with.

      "Mrs. Bronstein. She had a nervous breakdown after our last session and had to take a six-month sabbatical," I responded flatly. Y/N looked at me, raising one of her eyebrows.

      "Go ahead and take a seat," Dr Kinbott told me, to which I did, "how did you feel about that?"

      "Vindicated," I replied, "but someone who crochets for a hobby isn't a worthy adversary."

      "Adversary," Dr. Kinbott said looking at me, "I hope we can forge a relationship based on trust and mutual respect, like Y/N and myself have."

      At this I looked at Y/N and she just kept fidgeting with her fingers and this spinner, that I heard is called a fidget spinner. She really looks uncomfortable, and I don't know why.

      "This is a safe space, Wednesday," Dr. Kinbott told me, probably in hopes I would cooperate with her, "a sanctuary where we can discuss anything. What you're thinking, feeling, your views on the world, personal philosophy."

      "That's easy. I think that this is a waste of time," I told, and I heard Y/N snort a little which caused me to stifle my smirk a little, "I see the world as a place that must be endured, and my personal philosophy is kill or be killed."

     I caught Y/N looking at me with a slight frown and furrowed eyebrows. I really wish I could hear what goes through her head. Yes, then we'll know what's wrong with her and who has hurt her, my alpha spoke up. I'm unfortunately loosing my will to fight this mate bond. I am getting closer to accepting her. 

      "So, for instance, when someone bullies your brother," Dr. Kinbott said, and I saw Y/N tense up at the word bullies. This makes me think that she was bullied, and this does not sit well with me. Before I could continue my monologue, Dr. Kinbott continued, "your response is to dump piranha in the pool."

      At this Y/N looked at me with this look in her eyes, that I couldn't quit place the name of.

      "You know the old saying, never bring a knife to a sword fight," I replied to her, "unless it's concealed."

      "Point is, you assaulted a boy, and show no remorse for your actions," Dr. Kinbott told me, "that's why you're here. He lost a testicle."

      Out the corner of my eye, I could tell Y/N was trying to hold in her laughter. Probably so she wouldn't get in trouble.

      "I did the world a favor. People like Dalton shouldn't procreate," I told her, which I saw my omega nod slightly in agreement, " I've answered all your questions."

      I told her, and got up to leave. I was getting quit tired of this session already.

      "We're not done yet. Therapy is a valuable tool to help you understand yourself," she told me, and I sat back down, "it can teach you new ways to deal with your emotions. It can also help you build a life that you want."

      She then looked at Y/N, who quickly sat up straight. I didn't like that she sat up quickly, like she is being forced to do so.

      "Like how, Y/N here, found out she wants a psychologist, though we are working on her stutter to help her out with that, or a jewelry maker, as she is fantastic with creating I mean look at her rings, she made them herself," Dr. Kinbott told me with what sounded like pride in her voice. I looked at the rings on my omega's hand, and they are like professionally done. Though I already know what I want to do.

      "I know the life that I want," I told her.

      "Tell me about it. Everything said in these sessions is strictly confidential," she told me. I found this to be hypocritical as she just told me what my mate wants to do in her life, and I saw Y/N looking at Dr. Kinbott with a frown at what she said, "do your plans involve becoming an author? I understand you've written three novels about a teen girl detective, Viper De La Muerte. Can you tell me about her?"

      "Viper is smart, perceptive, chronically misunderstood," I told her, not liking how she brought my novels into this. 

      "Any luck getting your work published," Dr. Kinbott asked me.

      "Editors are short-sighted, fear-based life forms," I replied flatly, "one once described my writing as gratuitously morbid, and suggested I seek psychiatric help. Ironic, isn't it?"

      "Hmm. How did you take that," she asked.

      "I sent her a "thank you," I replied, internally smirking at what I did to the woman who dared say that about my novels.

Narrator's POV

      A seen is showed Wednesday putting multiple mousetraps in a box. Then it showed a woman opening said box, sticking her hand in, which caused a mousetrap to set off on her hand and causing her to scream in pain.

Wednesday's POV

      "I've always been open to constructive criticism," I told her. Y/N looked at me, like she didn't believe what I just said.

      "I'm glad to hear that. Because I was sent the manuscripts as part of you psych evaluation (which pissed me off, like, just because someone wrote something with stuff that is morbid, doesn't mean they are psychotic or something). The relationship I found most intriguing was that of Viper and her mother, Dominica. Why don't we dig into that," she told me. I didn't want to get into this detail at all, and for the first time, I was very uncomfortable, which alerted Y/N as she sent me calming pheromones, "part of this journey requires us going to uncomfortable places emotionally."

      "I don't travel well," I told her, "would you mind if Y/N and I use the powder room first?"

      She nods her head and points me towards where it would be. Both Y/N and I went to the rooms. I have decided that Y/N needs to come with me, as I don't think I can live without her. I locked the door and looked around. I saw the window in the back and went to it, and accidently knocked something over.

      "Wednesday? Is everything okay," I heard Dr. Kinbott call out, "you can't hide for the rest of the session."

      "I'm all right," I replied, "just preparing myself for our uncomfortable journey. Nail file."

      After I said that, Thing gave me a nail file, and I heard Y/N gasped in surprise at Things entrance. I ignored her and worked on getting the window open, which finally I did and climbed out. Y/N followed me out and we both made our way to the ledge of the roof. We slid down the gutter. We walked around and saw Principal Weems talking on the phone, completely oblivious to our presence. We continued to walk, when I bumped into a man, which thew me into a vision.

      The farmer was on his phone while driving, when he looked up in fear. It changed to a bunch of apples falling onto the road. Then it showed the farmer with his neck broken.

      I finally came out of the vision with Y/N looking at me with a concerned look. I was about to tell her she didn't have anything to worry about when I was rudely interrupted by the farmer.

      "Who let you out? You goddamn weirdos," he said to both of us. 

Hey, I have a gaming channel that I would like to show you. Not a lot of videos, but working on it.

Link to channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC0pSRLsmlpf2Mc6J0e82m1Q

Link to one of the videos: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TnDEFVvUDx8&t=2s

[depressionisreal1996]

The Traumatized Omega

A/N #1

I don't know if it is okay for an author's note, but I wanted to put one in to explain the long wait for a chapter.

Sorry for not posting in a while. I have been sick with the flu and bronchitis.

I will update when I feel better. I only had enough energy for this.

[depressionisreal1996]

The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 5

Bold and Underlined=POV Change

Underlined=Line Break

Bold=TV Script

Italics=Thoughts

Wednesday's POV

      I watched as Y/N left. I was finally checked out but was stopped by the weak alpha, known was Rowan.

      "You're Wednesday, right," he asked me, I just stared at him, "Rowan. I know how you feel."

      "I guarantee you don't," I replied.

      "My mother promised me I'd finally fit in somewhere," he told me, which I didn't really care for, " I never though it was possible to be an outcast in a school full of outcasts. But it looks like you're gonna give me a run for my money. Uh... Sorry about the... nick."

      "No good deed goes unpunished," I told him and got up to leave. As I was walking past the water container (I don't know what it is called) it bubbled. This caused me to turn and look at it for a moment, then continue to walk outside. When I walked outside, I saw Y/N just standing there in the rain, getting soaked. 

      "Y/N, why don't you have an umbrella, you're going to get sick," I asked worried, then mentally beat myself up. I shouldn't worry about her. But she is our mate, my alpha told me. I ignored him.

      "He-he-hey Wednesday, the ra-ra-rain helps me c-c-calm down," she replied, smiling shyly. I find this action cute. I walked up to her and held the umbrella (Y/N is shorter than Wednesday) over the both of us. We both walk in silence, and I find myself enjoying the moment. After a while, we heard stone scraping against each other. We both looked up and saw a gargoyle falling towards us. I went to push Y/N out of dangers way when I heard someone screaming towards us.

      "Wednesday! Y/N!" Someone shouted, and both Y/N and I was push out of the way, and everything went black. I woke back up in the infirmary. I sat up and looked around, and saw Xavier standing over Y/N. I didn't like this one bit, so I growled at him to back off. He took the warning and walk to a seat and sat down.

      "Welcome back, and you should take it easy," he told me, I just stared at him, "nurse said you don't have a concussion, but you should probably have a nasty bump, huh?"

      "The last thing I remember, I was walking outside with Y/N feeling a mixture of rage, pity and self-disgust," I told him, getting up to go to Y/N to make sure she is okay, "I never felt that way before."

      "Losing to Bianca has that effect on people, I think," he replied, getting up and try to get close to my unconscious mate. I glared at him to sit back down, and stay away from her.

      "Then I looked up and saw that gargoyle coming down and I though," I continued, "at least I'll have an imaginative death. Then you tackled Y/N and I out of the way. Why?"

      "Call it instinct," he told me. This made me want to roll my eyes.

      "So you were guided by latent chivalry," I told him, turning to face him," the tool of the patriarchy, to extract my or Y/N's undying gratitude?"

      "Mm-hmm. Most people just say thank you," he said.

      "I didn't want to be rescued," I told him harshly.

      "I shoulda just saved Y/N and just let that thing smash you to mush," he said, raising one eyebrow at me. 

      "I would have rather saved both her and myself," I told him, tensing up at the thought of him touching her.

      "Good to see you haven't changed, if it makes you feel any better, let's just say I returned the favor," he scoffed. He must have seen the confusion on my face as he continued, " Xavier Thorpe? You probably don't remember. Last time we met, I was two feet shorter, 40 pounds heavier."

      "What happened," I asked, trying to remember.

      "Puberty, I guess," he said. I wanted to facepalm at this (and so did I, he was very stupid in this scene).

      "What happened the last time we met," I corrected him.

      "Oh. Uh. Yeah, it... it was my godmother's funeral," he replied. I tried to remember a funeral, "she was friends with you grandmother, and they spent their twenties in Europe, and swindling the rich and notorious. I don't know, but we were ten, and we were bored, decided to play hide and seek. I had the inspired idea to hide in her casket, I got stuck as it was headed to the crematorium."

      "I'd heard muffled screams," I said, finally remembering, "I just figured your godmother had cheated death and was trying to claw her way out,"

      "Either way, you hit the bid red stop button," he told me, " and saved me from being flame-broiled. So... now we're even."

      He decided to leave after that, and that was when Y/N woke up. She sat up and looked around. She saw me standing there and smiled up at me. I nodded at her and helped her back to her dorm, so she can rest some more. I finally made it to my room, and started my writing time, while listening to La Llorona playing on my Gramophone (I hope I'm correct on what this is called). I was so into my writing, until I heard my bed squeaking. I turned towards it. I got up to walk towards my bed. When I reached it, I threw the covers off, to reveal Thing, a disembodied hand.

      "I knew it," I said to the now terrified hand, "hello, Thing."

      He tried to flee the room, but he wasn't fast enough, and I caught him.

      "Did you think my highly trained olfactory sense wouldn't pick up on the faint whiff of neroli and bergamot in your favorite had lotion," I told him, holding him in front of my face, "I could do this all day."

      I then slammed him into my desk and pinned him there.

      "Surrender," I asked him, which he signed yes and I let him go, "Mother and Father sent you to spy on me, didn't they?"

      He tried to deny it, but I can see through it.

      "I'm not above breaking a few fingers," I told him, which made him to stop, "that they thought I wouldn't find out proves how mush they underestimate me." 

      He tried to defend them, by saying that they care for me. I'm not buying this either.

      "Oh, Thing, you poor, naive appendage," I told him, "my parents aren't worried about me. They're evil puppeteers, who want pull my strings from afar. The way I see it, you have two options. Option one,"

      I picked him up, while opening a drawer in my desk.

      "I lock you in here for the rest of the semester, and you go slowly insane trying to claw your way out," I told him, with him shaking in fear, "ruining your nails and your smooth, supple skin. And we both know how vain you are. Option two."

      I then closed the drawer and set him back on my desk.

      "You pledge your undying loyalty to me," I told him. It took a little bit, but he eventually bowed down to me, to show me that he chooses the second option. This greatly pleases me.

      "Our first order of business is to escape this teenage purgatory," I told him. He signed, asking me if I have a plan, "of course I have a plan. And it begins now."

[depressionisreal1996]

The Traumatized Omega

Chapter 4

For fencing, I have no idea how many rounds they do in practice, so I'm just doing three rounds.

Bold and Underlined=POV Change

Underlined=Line Break

Bold=TV Script

Italics=Thoughts

Wednesday's POV

      It was the next day, and I have fencing for a first class. I quite actually enjoy fencing, as it is quite relaxing. Unfortunately, we have to wear protective gear and have blunt tips. As I was walking to class, I feel myself look around for Y/N. I feel upset that a random omega has such effect on me, as I do not want any form of romance. I know she is my mate, but this is going to hinder my escape plans. Though I could just take her with me, my traitorous thoughts said to me. I could feel my eyes twitch ever so slightly and ignored my thoughts about the omega. I finally arrived to class, and I could smell my mate is here. This caused to look around for her, and saw her sparing against Enid. I can tell that she was taught well, for she is beating Enid brutally. I could feel a small amount of pride for the omega as she won.

      I kept walking toward who I assume is the coach overlooking the self-acclaimed queen bee, and a weak alpha. He is loosing quite harshly, he has not been trained well. I could see so many openings he is missing. I just arrived to my destination, when the weak alpha tripped and fell in front of me. I stopped and look at him.

      "Coach, coach, she tripped," he said, though I know she didn't.

      "It was a clean strike, Rowan," the coach told him, but I could tell this has happened many times.

      "Maybe if you whined less and practiced more, you wouldn't suck," Bianca said, mockingly, "seriously, coach, when am I gonna get real competition? Anyone else want to challenge me?"

      "I do/I-i-i-i do," both Y/N and I said. This caused me to whip my head around to look at Y/N. She doesn't have any emotions on her face as she looks at Bianca. Bianca also looks at her with a shock and fear expression, and I could tell she didn't want to go against her. I wonder why she is scared of Y/N, but this also makes her even more intriguing. She then looks at me and smiles.

      "Oh, you must be the psychopath they let in," she says, looking me up and down. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Y/N glaring at her harshly. This made me want to smirk.

      "You must be the self-appointed Queen Bee," I replied, to which she just nodded, "interesting thing about bees, pull out their stingers, they drop dead,"

      "Ooh," everyone said. She frowned and looked around when she heard everyone. I saw Y/N trying to hold in a laugh, this almost caused me to puff my chest is happiness, which I then squashed to pieces.

      "Rowan doesn't need you to come to his defense," she told me, and quite honestly, I wasn't doing this for Rowan, I just want to go against her," he's not helpless, he's lazy."

     "Are we doing this or not," I asked, which she just got into position. I let Y/N to go first, confident in her ability to win. She nodded her head and got into position. I could tell Bianca was feeling less confident, seeing Y/N going first. The reason I wanted her to go first, is to observe some more of both my opponent and my mate.

      "En garde," the coach said, and there they go. Y/N is not leaving any openings at all, which was completely different to how she was fencing against Enid. She was vicious in her movements. My opponent was good as well, but not as good as Y/N. The first point went to her, which made me proud of her. They reposition themselves, and began again. Bianca was trying with all her might, but it was enough for the second point went to Y/N again. I could tell that this was angering Bianca, and I just reveled the fact. Once again, they reposition themselves, and began. This time, Bianca just went all out, trying to win. This time, I could tell that Y/N was just toying with her this time, until once again the point went to her. I smirked a little at the fact that she just put Bianca in her place. Now is was my turn, though the coach asked her if she wanted to go against me. She just nodded her head. We got into positions, facing each other.

      "En garde," the coach once again said, and Bianca went first. We went at it for a while, when I was able to hit her, " Point to Wednesday."

      We reposition, and I went first this time. I saw Y/N watching us with a blank face, and I wonder what was going on in her head. I get this strong feeling that she doesn't like Bianca very much. I went back to focusing on my opponent and she landed a hit on my this time. This made me frustrated.

      "The score is even," the coach said.

      "That first point was clearly beginner's luck, let's finish this," Bianca said, walking around me.

      "For the final point, I would like to invoke a military challenge," I said, and I could tell everyone was surprised by my challenge, though Y/N was smirking at me a little, "no masks, no tips, winner draws first blood,"

      "Ooh," everyone said.

      "It's your decision, Bianca," the coach told her.

      "Let's see if you bleed in black and white," she told me. We got into position and began. We were pretty much all over the place, trying to make one of us bleed. We were evenly match it seemed, when she finally lands a hit above my eyebrow. We stopped, and I ran my finger on where I got hit. Looking at the blood on my finger in shock.

      "Your face finally got that splash of color it so desperately needed," she said with a smirk on her face. I saw Y/N running towards me, though she seemed pale and she was shaking. She has this far away look as she took me to the infirmary. Once there I saw the nurse look up towards us and came over. She guided me to one of the beds and have me sit. Then she turned towards Y/N and have her lay down on the bed and put headphones on. This seemed to calm her down, and that is when I knew that she had some sort of a panic attack. I wonder what caused it, as she was fine a while ago. After a while, Y/N got up and gave the headphones back to the nursed an left. I frowned, not liking how she left.

Y/N's POV

      I just watched Wednesday go against Bianca. She was so awesome. I did smirk a little when she challenged her to a military stance. She was doing so well, when Bianca managed to land a hit, just above her eyebrow. This made me think of my abusive parents, as they liked to cut me. It was one of the reasons I'm blind in one eye. I know that a panic attack was coming on, and I needed to go to the infirmary, so I just took Wednesday with me so they could patch her up as well. I think I blacked out, because the next time I'm aware of my surroundings I was in the infirmary. I sat up, took the headphones off my ears, and left to get some fresh air. I just hope Wednesday is okay, and she wouldn't ask me what had happened. I didn't want to tell her yet.

[depressionisreal1996]

Master List

Wednesday

Wednesday Addams

Stories:

The Traumatized Omega:

Chapter 1: https://www.tumblr.com/depressionisreal1996/737519272747794432/the-traumatized-omega?source=share

Chapter 2: https://www.tumblr.com/depressionisreal1996/737537493940011008/the-traumatized-omega?source=share

Chapter 3: https://www.tumblr.com/depressionisreal1996/737799617336442880/the-traumatized-omega?source=share

Chapter 4: https://www.tumblr.com/depressionisreal1996/737880208169910272/the-traumatized-omega?source=share

Chapter 5: https://www.tumblr.com/depressionisreal1996/737979238948405248/the-traumatized-omega?source=share

Chapter 6: https://www.tumblr.com/depressionisreal1996/739788125914660864/the-traumatized-omega?source=share

Chapter 7: https://www.tumblr.com/depressionisreal1996/740323559476494336/the-traumatized-omega?source=share

Chapter 8: https://www.tumblr.com/depressionisreal1996/740873193591586816/the-traumatized-omega?source=share

Chapter 9: https://www.tumblr.com/depressionisreal1996/741778315058266112/the-traumatized-omega?source=share

Chapter 10: https://www.tumblr.com/depressionisreal1996/758464512208912384/the-traumatized-omega?source=share

Resident Evil Village

Bela Dimitrescu:

Information: https://www.tumblr.com/depressionisreal1996/752429441367621632/lioness-love?source=share

Chapter 1: https://www.tumblr.com/depressionisreal1996/752490128183902208/a-lioness-love?source=share

Original Stories

I'm Being Hunted:

Chapter 1: https://www.tumblr.com/depressionisreal1996/740618348555010048/im-being-hunted?source=share

Chapter 2: https://www.tumblr.com/depressionisreal1996/740885254725844992/im-being-hunted?source=share

Requests

https://www.tumblr.com/depressionisreal1996/758498164360839168/he-said-what?source=share