Fair Maiden - Alcina x Fem Reader

18: Blood and Violence

"I think you need to learn a lesson, Heisenberg." A low growl emerges from inside you. Your true self has lost all control. The creature inside has taken over. You rip the weapon from his hands, dropping it to the ground with an echoing thud. You let go of Heisenberg's wrist. Before he can move from your reach, your hand clenches his throat, squeezing his airway.

"Don't touch..." Your nails extend further, gouging his skin. "What doesn't belong to you." Blood begins to stream from the indentations of your figures around his neck.

"Let...me...go!" Heisenberg gasps.

Your grasp only tightens, causing him to writhe in pain. Heisenberg is much bigger than you. Stronger, if the creature wasn't in a rage. You can lift him like a kitten held by the scruff of the neck, pulling his feet off the floor. You let him dangle there, fearing for his life.

Thundering footsteps bolt into the room. You pay no attention, fixated on the squirming body of the pervert in front of you. Life slowly draining from his body.

Alcina, Donna, and Angie stand in shock. Perplexed by the impossible view in front of them.

"Alcina, you have to do something!" Donna pleads.

Lady Dimitrescu just stares at you for a moment, unsure of what to do. You don't see her, but your true self can feel her gaze.

Alcina, please. I can't control this. Make it stop. Please. Your thoughts cry out for your Mistress.

Claws launch from the fingertips of your free hand. Threatening to slice Heisenberg apart. The creature has gone completely mad, surging with a hunger for blood and violence.

"Y/N!" Alcina screams. Her heavy footsteps tumble in your direction.

Your clawed hand slowly raises. A single blade traces Heisenberg's stomach.

"Let me show you what a woman can do." You hiss, pulling your hand back - ready to pierce Heisenberg in the gut. Before it can slice through him, a firm hand tightens around your wrist and pulls you back with force. Your hand leaves Heisenberg's neck, blood falling to the floor around him along with his body.

You stumble back, almost colliding with the floor. The creature lets out a rumbling growl, ready to attack the person who pulled you from your kill. A hand is now clenching your own throat and lifting you up. Your feet kick, swinging wildly in the air.

Donna rushed over to Heisenberg, pulling a handkerchief from her pocket and immediately applying pressure to Heisenberg's wounds. He coughs, blood pooling from his mouth. He spits it onto the floor.

"Alcina..." His voice is hoarse, gurgling with liquid. "I think you need to euthanise that fucking pet of yours." He clears his throat, revealing that he's fine - just a little leaking blood into himself.

The hand tightens, leaving you gasping for air. Your eyes meet Lady Dimitrescu's. Her face is filled with a worried fury.

Please make it stop. I never meant to hurt anyone. Please...

Your body continues to violently thrash against Lady Dimitrescu's grasp. The only control your true self has is hiding within your mind. You cry out to Alcina, praying she can hear you over the growling voice of the creature.

"Is mommy not happy with her little pet?" Your voice rumbles. "I should make you proud, Alcina. After all... I'm just like you."

Alcina's eyes flare with rage. She slams your body against a wall, wood snapping from her force.

"Don't you dare! You are nothing like me. You think you're strong, capable of killing with no remorse. But you're wrong. Let me show you what killing with no remorse is really like." Alcina screams, only inches from your face. Her eyes are filled with anger, pitch black with an infuriated creature of her own. Her grip becomes tighter, suffocating you within her hands. Your body slows, strength gradually fading.

Please hear me. Please let me go. Alcina....

You stare into her eyes, creature still raging, but you use the last of your efforts to reach her - show her that you're still in here, somewhere. The creatures icy eyes swell with tears, not theirs, but your own. Reaching out to Lady Dimitrescu, you place your blood stained hand on her cheek, shoving back the false urge to swipe her with your claws. At the connection of your skin to hers, the blades slowly retract, returning to the depths that they came from. A tear rolls down your cheek. Lady Dimitrescu's eyes widen.

"Alcina...." Your voice is hushed, trapped in your throat, barely able to escape. "Please..."

Lady Dimitrescu's grip loosens, barely, but just enough for you to take a gulp of air. Your body suddenly feels weak, opposite of how it felt only moments ago. Your hand slides from her face, falling limp.

"Y/N!" Lady Dimitrescu cries, realizing what she had done. She quickly removes her hand from your throat, now pulling you into her. Your body falls, your dead weight forcing you down. She holds you tight against her chest. Gasping for breath, you try to speak, but all that comes out are intelligible whimpers. Your head starts to fall back, struggling to stay upright. Your eyes flutter open and close. You're fading away.

"Stay with me, Y/N. Please." Alcina whispers. Her voice is mumbled, blending with soft whimpers of her own. Your eyes fall shut and your head drops back.

"Damnit!" Alcina cries.

"Alcina!" Donna runs up to her, panic filling the space between them. "It's Heisenberg. He's gone to tell Mother Miranda what just happened. I have a feeling she won't be pleased with what she hears. You need to get Y/N out of here. Now."

Lady Dimitrescu stares at Donna, not fully registering what she's saying. She's too focused on your life fading in her arms.

"Donna... I can't lose her." Alcina cries.

"Alcina, look at me." Donna's voice is calm, but firm. "Y/N nearly killed Heisenberg. If you stay here, Mother Miranda will slaughter her like a pig. You have to get her to safety. I will call the girls and tell them what happened. I'm sure Mother Miranda will come after her, but keep Y/N locked away from her until you can convince Mother Miranda to spare her life. Protect your maiden, Alcina."

Still stunned, Alcina slowly nods. She looks down at your limp body in her arms, holding back tears.

"Alcina, Leave." Donna says with urgency. "I'll distract Mother Miranda and give you some time, but you have to go."

Standing, Lady Dimitrescu has to steady herself for a moment. Her head is spinning, full of fear, worry, and confusion. She can't bare the thought of losing you. So, with you in her arms, she swiftly exits the church. She doesn't look back. Her only concern is getting you to safety.

"My sweet little bird..." She sighs. Tears now stream down her beautiful pale face. "What have you done? What have I done?"