***Kicking off the spooky season with Pt. 2 of Yandere Grand Admiral Levi! I hope you all are as excited for this as I am 🥰 Thank you for the support! And a special thank you to the Hive Discord for being my Beta readers and always being there for me to bounce ideas around with! -BW***
Summary: The now captured Siren!MC must adjust to their new home in the House of Lamentation. The land dweller has left them alone and now its just them and whatever else lurks in these strange halls.
Part 1
CW: Yandere behaviour/possessiveness, violence, slight gore
A small goldfish glared at you from across the room in a 40 gallon fish tank.
You found that insulting more than anything.
The fact that this small, insolent pet had the gull to glare at you for taking over what was, assumably, once its home as though it was something you had happily chosen.
Never mind the fact that you had been cowering in the farthest possible corner since being dragged away from your home, gagged and thrown here.
The land dweller hadn't shown his stupid face since imprisoning you, which was quite honestly even more insulting than the gold fish.
At least the gold fish was there for you to express your mutual hatred of each other.
All the land dweller had done was nearly suffocate you from keeping you out of the water for so long as he sailed with you on his ship, and then ran through a house with you over his shoulder at nearly break neck speed before tossing you in a giant tank and barking at you to stay quiet.
He truly is such a charmer.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
You flinched back at the sudden noise, drawing closer into yourself as the resonating knocks filled the room once more.
Why would the land dweller knock on his own door? Was there someone else that lived in this hell hole as well? The land dweller didn't seem like the type to make friends which meant-
A small scratching noise came from the other side of the door and your breath hitched through your gills.
Someone was breaking in.
You frantically looked around the tank for anything to defend yourself. But all that laid were stupid painted pebbles and the occasional plant.
Having no other choice, you dove behind one of the stalks of java fern.
A low cackle filled the room as the door creaked open. "Gotta get better locks, Levi," an accented voice snickered. "Now, let's see what ya got for the Great Mammon."
Muffled shuffles and mumbling filled the room as the intruder went through the land dweller's belongings. You got glimpses through the sea plants leaves of white hair and a brown coat.
The noises suddenly stopped as the man stood in front of the goldfish's tank.
"Henry?" he thought aloud. "The hell are you doin' out here when got the big tank just over-" you squeaked and ducked down as blue eyes swept over in your direction.
Your heart pounded with every heavy foot fall moving closer to you.
"Wh-What ..."
Tap. Tap. Tap.
You winced, squeezing your eyes shut as you tried to make yourself smaller.
"Oi!" The voice shouted from the other side of the glass. "I can see ya!"
You shook your head helplessly — there wasn't much else you could do in the situation except tremble and shake.
"Hey! Hey, stop with the whole shaking thing. You look like a kicked freaking puppy," you hesitantly cracked open an eye, peering up at the confused man before you. His eyebrows were narrowed, and a frown dug at the corners of his lips, but unlike the other land dweller his eyes seemed to gleam in a sympathetic curiosity more than anything.
Cerulean eyes widened as your gazes finally locked, and for a second he almost looked flushed. "Woah," he breathed as he pressed a hand against the glass. "What are you?"
You lifted your chin, showing the man the rest of your face as you pointed the gag firmly fixed onto your face.
The man's nose scrunched up as he shook his head. "What the fuck? The hell is Levi up to?" He shook his head and made his way over to the small step ladder that stood beside the tank. "Come over here, Fish Stick."
Yeah, no way that was happening.
You narrowed your eyes at the man and flicked your tail in annoyance.
He snorted and shook his head. "Ya can throw a fit and glare at me all ya want, but that ain't gonna get the gag off ya," he smirked as he proudly gestured to himself. "Let good old Mammon help ya out so we can chat, yeah?"
You didn't exactly want to chat, but that stupid gag was digging into the corners of your mouth and was extremely uncomfortable. With another warning thump your tail, you cautiously swam over to Mammon and allowed your head to break the surface.
His breath audibly hitched as he looked down at you, "Oh," he whispered, his eyes scanning the scales dotting you cheeks and gills extending down your neck. "You're somethin' else, Fishie."
He nearly fell off the ladder as you splashed him.
"OI!" He shouted as he regained his balance. "I'm the one tryin' to help ya! Knock it off!"
You glowered at him from beneath your gag and finally moved close enough for him to reach you.
With a heavy sigh, he reach behind your head and got to work on the mechanism keeping you silent. "Fucking hell," he cursed as his arms flexed. "And here I thought Levi took good care of his pets," he paused and looked down at you. "Not that you're a pet. I mean, you could be. You do have a tail. But so does Levi sometimes. A different tail tough. His is a snake, while yours is like a gold fish or somethin'. I'm still working out what exactly you are. Never seen anythin' like ya before."
You blocked out his words, your shoulders sagging in relief as the gag was finally removed and you could stretch out your mouth.
Mammon smiled smugly at you as he swung the gag around his finger. "There! Now, don't ya have somethin' to say to your saviour?"
You smiled sweetly at him and nodded your head as you leaned in close.
The walls shook and Mammon flew off the ladder as a sonic screech burst from your mouth.
The man writhed on the ground clutching his ears as you continued screaming. You knew it wouldn't do anything. It wouldn't bring you back to the sea or break you out of this prison, but it felt damn good.
The door to the room broke open as a tall man with raven-like wings stood threateningly. His eyes snapped from Mammon struggling on the ground to you.
He faltered only for a second before, faster than you could comprehend, he lunged forward and wrapped his hand around your throat. You choked as your gills were blocked off, hissing violently as you scratched the gloved hands stopping your air supply.
"What," he growled, glaring deeply at you. "in the seven circles is a siren doing here?"
Mammon panted on the ground as he finally sat up. "I-Is that what they are?" he cursed as he brought a hand tenderly to his ears. "Fuck, I think my ears are bleeding."
His ears were, in fact, bleeding.
You smiled as the crimson began to stain his hair pink. The hand around your throat grew tighter. The edge of the tank dug sharply into your torso as he pulled you down. "Do you think this is funny?" he spat. "Your kind isn't even meant to be in existence, and yet I find you here attacking my family."
Your tail whacked harshly against the glass on instinct, trying desperately to hit the man hurting you.
Suddenly the myths and legends surrounding your ancestors and their death made sense. It wasn't that you were naturally violent and sought to kill and maim land dwellers — it was that they gave you no choice but to lash out in defense.
You could speak no words, sing no notes, as only wheezes made it past your lips.
"Woah, woah, calm down," Mammon weakly rose to his feet and grabbed onto the man's jacket. "Let's think about this! What do we gain from killing them?"
The man scoffed as his crimson glare hardened. "Use your head, this thing almost killed you."
Mammon yanked on the man's arms — his grip didn't even budge — "Yeah! You do that all the time! But do ya know what ya never give me? Money! Do ya know how much people would pay to actually get to hear a siren sing?! And then we could get them to charm the crowd into giving us even more money! So just calm down and-"
"You've got five seconds to get your greedy hands off my siren before I summon Lotan," everyone froze as a familiar, near-feral growl came from the door.
Orange eyes burned through the back-lit shadow of Leviathan.
For once, his fire-filled glare wasn't fixed on you, but on the two men in front of you. He stepped over his fallen door with slow precise steps. "I won't ask twice. Let them go, Lucifer."
Lucifer didn't move. "They nearly killed Mammon," he spat.
Leviathan cocked an eyebrow as he glanced over at his brother. "Considering their gag is now off, he was asking for it. They couldn't have removed it on their own. Now let them go. They're mine."
Mammon frowned deeply, "What do you mean they're yours? How the hell did ya even get them here?"
"I'm wondering that myself," Lucifer sniped. "Sirens aren't exactly easy to find. They were believed to be extinct entirely."
Leviathan's face shifted ever so slightly from furious rage to manic excitement. "I know right? It's fate! They've been playing with Lotan for months without me even knowing. I finally decided to follow him to see what he's been up to and there they were! Their tail was sparkling brighter than any of Mammon's jewels and their voice-" he sighed happily as his eyes drifted over to you. "I knew they were meant to be mine. So I brought them where they belong — home."
Shivers ran down your spine at the pure content in his voice.
Mammon's jaw dropped, "And you just swiped them?! What about their scream? How are you not dead?"
Leviathan chuckled as he moved over to the three of you. "Oh they tried. I think several of my crew members had their ear drums combust from when we tried bringing them on board — a pity really. But they're just a little guppy," he cooed as he caressed your face. You tried to flinch back, but were held firmly in place by Lucifer's hand. "Once I got that gag on them, they were practically useless. I was trying to get Solomon to come and cast a silencing spell on them so I can mute them as needed, but I was interrupted when I heard all of this coming from my room just as I was leaving the house."
His eye twitched as he looked to Lucifer. "You still haven't to release them."
He hummed as his cold gaze looked at you. You could see a sea of thoughts whirl behind his eyes in consideration. "I've yet to decide if you can actually keep them."
Inexplicable horror flooded your veins as the demon erupted into his demonic form. "I didn't ask for your permission! I found them in my territory! They're mine! My property! You can't take them!"
You whimpered, paying no mind to the tightening around your throat as you frantically tried to pull yourself away from the land dwellers.
A scoff came from Mammon as he eyed you. "Yeah. They don't look too pleased at that idea, Levi."
"BECAUSE YOU SCARED THEM!" He shouted. "Up until now, they had only screamed once because they were getting dried out and then sang a song to try to put Lotan asleep when he was holding them. They hadn't attacked!"
"Because you never gave me the chance," you thought.
"But then you two come in and you make everything worse! They're mine! It's my familiar that found them! They're in my colours, and in my territory, and are my property! You can't tell me what to do with them just because they're a siren. The only one who can touch them is ME!"
Leviathan charged at Lucifer, shoving him harshly away from you.
Claws tore through skin. Blood pooled on your tongue. The water around you stained red.
The words around you became muffled as you choked on your own tongue and you sunk back under the waves once more.
Your eyes met amber, as the land dweller looked at you in utter horror.
From there things became blurry. You knew there was a splash. You had weakly fought against arms around you. Coldness. Movement. Shouting.
It was all too much when all you could feel was the pain burning through your throat like an infernal fire.
And then there was nothing but blackness, darker than the deepest trenches of the seas — for the smallest of moments, you were free.
But freedom, as you learned, is temporary.
You awoke with a splitting headache and a tightness around your throat. There was a heavy warmth coiled around you that you couldn't help but nuzzle into.
Scales brushed against your skin, and your memories came crashing down onto you.
Your eyes snapped open — serpentine eyes stared curiously down at you from a long teal snout.
A strange whine came from the sea beast, bubbles spewing from his maw, as he leaned forward and butted his head against you.
You stared into the beast's amber eyes - so similar to those of his master's — and saw nothing but the fondness that had been there since that first meeting you had with him. It hurt to think this was the same monster that had damned you to a life of imprisonment.
You gently pushed the snake's head away and parted your mouth to shoo him away.
The serpent tilted his head as your lips silently opened and closed at him.
Your heart stopped in your chest. You shakily brought a hand to your throat, feeling thin fabric scratch beneath your fingers, as you delicately applied pressure to the center of your throat and tried again.
Only bubbles spilled from your lips.
"I wouldn't do that," your mouth gaped in a silent scream as you whipped around.
Standing on the other side of the glass of the godforsaken tank, was Leviathan. There were bags under his eyes and his skin looked paler than you had remembered, but with the creepily pleased smile on his face, there was no doubting it was him.
"For a while there, I was afraid you weren't going to wake up," he admitted as he leaned back against the tub. "But here you are! Awake and alive, albeit with a minor ... complication," he gestured to his own neck. "I had Solomon do the best he could, but Lucifer's stupid claws had done too much damage — your voice was the sacrifice that had to be paid in the battle for your life."
Tears welled in your eyes as the demon confirmed your fears — no voice. No more singing. The one true joy that you had left now stripped from you.
Leviathan softly shushed you as he moved forward and placed his palm on the glass. "Hey, hey. None of that. It's alright! It's a good thing actually!" His eyes sparked while is grin curled into something that curdled your stomach. Dread consumed you as Lotan held you tightly against himself. "Now Lotan and I are the only people to have ever heard your beautiful voice. Your song is ours, and ours alone. Just as it should be."
***And that's a wrap! Thank you all for kicking off the spooky season with me! I hope you enjoyed the lovely yandere Levi and Siren MC in all their glory! Thanks again for all the love and support from you guys. You all truly amaze me each and every day. Love you! -B***
How do the parents react to a MC that falls into the darkness of evil?
The floor breaks at every step forward you take, cracking under the force of the magically enhanced gravity that surrounds you. Even coming near you would be a death sentence at this state.
You advance without hesitating, without the anxious nervousness that filled your movements a decade ago. Your parents stand immobile at the other end of the hall.
"MC-" your mother says, a shadow of horrific repulsion in her eyes, "this is madness."
"This," you reply advancing, "is devotion."
The devotion they tried to force on you and that now burns stronger than ever for another. You would destroy the world for your King.
Your father's hands comes to rest on his sword. The sight of that makes you falter just for a second. The flash of hurt that invades you is soon chased back by the darkness that rages and consumes every rational thought.
"Don't you dare," you warn, your voice scratching at the back of your throat. "I would not enjoy killing you but I will not hesitate either."
His hard gaze marginally breaks. His voice almost trembles. "What have you become?"
You advance, drawing your sword. "My King's most formidable weapon."
