A/N: Almost done guys! Three more chapters after this (the final two will likely be shorter than these ones). It feels weird to be in the home stretch, since this is my first actual series on this page! After this is all done I will have more time to update TWST memories and maybe some more one shots <<33 also Yuu/Yuuken/Mc being an older sibling figure to ortho >>>>>>>> best dynamic
TW: Death, gore, general horror, body modification, strangulation
Again, this entire series is 18+ and I ask that you please view at your own discretion.
By the time they awake, their old dorm is bathed in oranges and gold from the light of the setting sun. The old wooden beams creak as a gust of wind rattles the windows, marking the arrival of the headmaster, who strides in confidently not too long after they manage to stand on their own two feet properly again, gripping Epel close to their chest protectively as they glare at the man.
"Hello, young one!" The man, cheery as ever greets them, bright yellow eyes formed into crescents in the shadows of his mask. The same mask that Yuu wants to rip off his face and stomp into the ground. Their jaw clenches and their grip tightens on Epel, only pausing when they feel the edges crumble a bit in their hands, gasping as they catch the fragments in their sweaty palm that still sits within the sling. "Oh dear. Is that a gift from one of the dorms?"
They feel the wrath begin to fill their system, red hot adrenaline pumping through their veins ad blurring out everything around them aside from the unbearable man in front of them, who clicks his tongue at their lack of a response.
"You monster!" They launch themselves at him, hitting the headmaster's shoulder with the rock in their hand. The man chuckles and flicks his hand, sending them sailing towards the wall, their back slamming against the delicately carved wood of their fireplace, crumpling to the ground with a yelp.
"Poor fledgeling," He pouts playfully, waking over to them. "Was it truly that terrible?" He kneels next to Yuu, patting their hair affectionately and hushing them as they bite back sniffles and their back begs for mercy. "My sincerest apologies, but I do hope you understand that this world is simply... like this. Surely you understand, no?" They groan in agony, but the adrenaline is stronger as they run at him once more, the faces of their friends flashing in their mind as they raise the stone once more, Epel's eye glancing down at them.
For a second they can almost see Ace and Deuce, Jack and Epel reaching out for them, telling them to think for once, begging them to stop before they lose the sweet, innocent Yuu they knew and loved completely. Pleading for them to put the stone down, grappling at their clothes, their hair, their broken arm.
But they can't help but replay the sights of their deaths before them.
Ace and Deuce's heads rolling on the vibrant grass.
Jack, lain abandoned on the cold tile of Pomefiore, completely alone.
And Epel, falling to the ground and crumbling, turned to stone for all of eternity.
They let out a howl of fury, of anguish as tears spill out of the corners of their eyes as they slam the frazzled man to the ground, straddling his chest, screaming and cursing as they bring the stone down on his head before the man could use any more magic to react. He lets out something akin to a sharp gasp as they bring it down once more with a sickening crunch. They can feel the magic pulsing around them, the man now too weak to fight them off. His claws dig into their injured arm, making them wail as they bring it down on his head once more, his twitching arms falling beside him along with his now broken crow mask.
They stare down at the dead headmaster, and then at their bloodied hand, and then at Epel's bloodied stone face. They mumble a quick apology to the boy before standing, looking down at the man with a frown and a pang of regret.
