I gave away my drawing of an AU rosemary to the same person im ghostwriting for, now they wanna make a book about it.
Karl Heisenberg POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Lycans seem to be pretty...non existent in the halls, i wonder where they went...probably to get some dumbass person that wandered in here.
"The walk to the lab seems longer.."
I say to myself, walking out of the elevator..third floor, this is where its at.
I wonder how long It'll take for Miranda to bear her ugly head at us...we'll probably have to kill Lady big bitch and her fly kids before she does, but i think (y/n) wouldn't, they still like her. maybe they don't even realize it, they were scared When they thought they saw her in Donna's house...they were terrified.
...even if they're scared, they won't hurt her...that'll bite me in the ass eventually, but i wonder if they'll change their mind before we have to off her.
"Aaand here."
I mumble, stepping in front of the lab door...that's strange, its not completely closed.
The second i open the door, i see all the fucking chaos...there's so much paper on the floor! And my fucking desk is flipped over..! There's a note on it, its folded and has a cursive 'D' on it...this better not be who i fucking think.
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Heisenberg, i have come for the human, they have been subjected to your immoral experimentation for far too long, as you should know, Moreau and Donna have been murdered, but Mother Miranda thinks it was the human. Heisenberg, i know it was your filthy hands that were bloodied by those actions.
You will no longer frame the human for your crimes, but as i see it, silence can be bought. give me what you had stolen from my castle, i will remain silent for the price of the human, you have three days, if i do not have them back in my castle by that time, i will go straight to Mother Miranda with the truth of the two Lords' murders, and we both know very well that Mother Miranda will make you pay for your crimes against the Lords.
I expect your visitation soon.
-Alcina Dimitrescu.
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...she got into my factory, ransacked my fucking Laboratory...and she's demanding me to give her (y/n)...?
"...fucking hell...FUCK!!"
I yell, kicking the already fallen desk.
"GOD FUCKING DAMNIT!!"
I scream...when suddenly, i feel those same cold hands on my shoulders...and i cant move.
"I had warned you many times...now, what shall your actions cause next?"
Miranda asks.
"...you're nothing but fucking air."
I growl, closing my eyes.
"I had warned you time and time again, keeping this poor person captive in your 'loving' grasp would lead to their demise...and what has played out before your eyes?"
Miranda asks.
"Fuck off..!"
I shout.
"The poor human has been framed for the murders you made them commit, and now they are wanted across the Village. Not only by Alcina, but by myself as well...you cannot stop what you had forced in motion."
Miranda whispers in my ear.
"..."
I remain silent, opening my eyes, Miranda is standing a few feet away from me, smiling like the sick bitch she is.
"In just a few nights, you will watch the person you've tried to protect...die in front of you, and it will be entirely your fault."
Miranda asks, walking to an old army ammo box next to a scrap pile.
"Its not my fucking fault, they needed help, they would've-...!"
"What? They would have left? Did you need to make them depend on you? Because you were so dependant of them..? They had a life, a family to call their own...but you were a selfish man, you wanted them as your family..."
Miranda says, cutting me off.
"Just...Stop fucking talking!"
I shout.
"You are a shameful excuse of a man. if you really want them safe, you would not have kept them near, because you, Heisenberg, are a dangerous man."
Miranda says, walking behind me, the room feels warmer and i move my hands..they're shaking badly.
"This isn't the flowers...what the fuck is happening to me..?"
I whisper, rubbing my eyes...my head hurts and my heart it beating out of its fucking chest.
I see the backpack next to the scrap corner, the desk falling must've knocked it over there...all this shit for a backpack.
(Y/n)....something is really fucking wrong with my head, and at this point it might hurt you...
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Lady Dimitrescu Vs Karl Heisenberg x reader| A War Over A Human
Fanfiction[this story has a reader with they/them pronouns, also you kinda take place as Ethan] (y/n) was a recruit sent to find out about the sudden drop of population in a certain village, they were told nothing and were sent as soon as they could get them...
