Sarah Paulson's Characters - Oneshots

🐺⚠️ Accident in Outpost 13

Warning!: Blood, Violence, Attempted Murder

Ship: Werewolf! Wilhemina Venable x Reader

Plot: It's the first full moon at Outpost 13, Wilhemina Venable finds herself stalking the halls when she suddenly attacks someone. Later, she finds out the truth and tries to help.

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Pain coursed through Wilhemina's body, fur growing from her skin and her body morphing. A loud howl echoed through the halls of the outpost, the hunt was on. Running through the halls, she followed a sweet scent. It was familiar, but her predatory mind didn't connect the dots.

You ran through the halls, the shadow of a creature scared you. It was big with red fur, and it was hot on your trail. Skipping steps and running through areas that were crowded earlier. It killed my Mina! Tears of fear pricked your eyes.

Wilhemina found the owner of the scent, tackling the person. Her clawed hands wrapped around a wrist and arm, feeling the skin of her prey. Soft like silk... Drool dripped from her jaws, dripping onto her prey. Wilhemina was lost in a trance, holding tightly. She could eat now, but that would mean an investigation on the missing person. "Who's there?" Ms. Mead called out, her footsteps around the corner down the hall. Venable let go of the person, her claws ripping through flesh. As she heard the person running, she slipped away back to her room.

In the morning, Venable got ready to go to the dining hall. She was likely going to see her victim, the thought making her queasy. She didn't mind punishing people, in fact she enjoyed it. But the thought of nearly eating the people you are meant to protect? That was different. The image of you ran through her mind as she walked. Please let it be someone else! Walking through the doors, she looked at everyone. They all looked terrified, like they heard a demon howling in the night. Venable's gaze slowly trailing along to you, her blood running cold. Your arm was bandaged heavily, stitches raising the linen.

When breakfast finished, Venable approached you. "Your arm..." She whispered. "Oh! This? I was attacked by something. It looked like a wolf." You quietly explained. Guilt seeped through Venable, tears pricking her eyes. "I'm sorry." She whimpered. The clues started to kick in. Red fur, perfectly pedicured claws, those eyes... "Ms. Venable, it's okay." You reassured, giving her a hug. "Mistakes happen." You added. "I almost tried to eat you! I didn't mean to, you're the love of my life and I almost killed you!" Venable sobbed uncontrollably, the feeling of guilt too strong. You rubbed Venable's middle to upper back, gently hushing her as she cried into your shoulder in the privacy of the dining hall. "Accidents happen, baby-girl. Accidents happen." You reassured, the nickname soothing her slightly.

"Accidents happen."