Disney's Twisted Wonderland: The PROPHECY Foretold (Fem! Reader) {HEAVY REWRITE}

Welcome to the Villain's World: Chapter 03

The air crackled with excitement and tension, punctuated by the cheers and gasps of the students witnessing the spectacle. (Y/N) couldn't help but be captivated by the energy of the moment, the room pulsating with a palpable sense of camaraderie and competition. In that fleeting instant, amidst the swirling chaos, they found themselves swept up in the drama of the magical academy's vibrant community.

The chaos unfurled like an untamed wildfire, engulfing the room of the Entrance Ceremony with its unpredictable fervor. Amidst the tumult, (Y/N) and Kalim rose to their feet, standing steadfast as the uproar intensified around them. Kalim's wide eyes mirrored a blend of astonishment and a flicker of nervous energy, sweat beading on his temples as he momentarily froze.

Suddenly, (Y/N) seized his hand, jolting him from his reverie. He swiftly turned to face her– whose face contorted into a hardened and courageous eyes and thin pursed of her lips– making his eyes dilated and mouth agape. Her touch felt eerily cold against his warm palm as their fingers intertwined, anchoring him amidst the swirling commotion.

Without hesitation, she whispers urgently, "Come!", before pivoting and darting towards the far corner of the room.

"This way!" She beckons without looking back at him– her voice carried a mix of hurried determination and courageous resolve– urging him to follow her through the chaotic scene unfolding before them.

Kalim's heart raced with the exhilaration of the moment as he glanced at the back of her head, his ruby eyes sparkling with astonishment. His typically cheerful demeanor momentarily tinged with clumsiness– evident in his sweating yet cold hand– as she grasped it tightly, her fingers wrapping around his with a reassuring grip.

After dodging one ring of blue helluva flames after another, they finally reached the safety of the corner walls on their right, escaping the dangerous traps unscathed. The (H/C)-haired girl heaved a sigh of relief through parted lips.

She turns around and releases his hand, taking a step forward to watch the chaos continue unabated. Her hands, clammy and sweating coldly, clasps against one another in a prayer against her chest as her eyes narrowed at the scenario playing out before her.

The Dorm Leaders of Octavinelle and Heartslabyul– Azul and Riddle– were in relentless pursuit of a small, elusive gremlin namely Grim himself. Its mischievous antics fueled the pandemonium, weaving through the throngs of students and dodging the leaders' every attempt to capture it.

Azul's usually composed demeanor was replaced with a determined grit, his sharp eyes scanning the room for any sign of the elusive creature. Riddle, known for his strict discipline, moved with surprising agility, his cloak billowing behind him as he navigated through the uproarious crowd.

Grim, however, cackles with arrogance as he glanced over his shoulder, darting across the room on all fours in a wild frenzy. His eyes were gleaming with mischief and he hops into the air, twirling and inhales a deep breath.

"Myaah!" Grim huffs and blows, spewing more blue flames and at his pursuers.

Then he shouts, "Take that!", laughing before landing on the shimmering mirror-like floor below him.

With swift, synchronized movements, both dorm leaders exchanged a quick glance before focusing ahead and sprinting closer to the encroaching flames. They raised their fountain pens to opposite sides of their heads, their magical mediums glowing as dusts of light gathered around their respective gems– Azul's lavender, and Riddle's ruby.

Azul's whirling water, whipped from his fountain pen, danced and collided with the flames, merging hot and cold into a massive puff of smoke. Simultaneously, Riddle conjured a swirling tornado of winds around himself, quelling the gray clouds of the explosion before they finally emerged.