Goddess Of Chaos

Chapter 2



Warning ⚠️: Talks about rapists and sexuale assault.

You and Wednesday made it back to your dorm. Y'all started to going to move away from each other. Wednesday went to her side of the room and started playing 'La Llorona' on her gramophone record player. You went to your ladder and started climbing. You dropped your backpack by your desk and walked to the other side of your room to get your art supplies so you could start painting but you started hearing rustling from Wednesday's bed. You jumped down from your platform and started going towards Wednesday's bed. "What are you doing?" You didn't reply to her and when you finally got to her bed you started rummaging around the covers of her bed to find a hand with stitches trying to get away from you, but before the 'thing' could escape you caught it.

"Give me him." "You know what this thing is?" You handed Wednesday the surprisingly soft hand trying to escape. "Did you think my highly trained olfactory sense wouldn't pick up on the faint whiff of neroli and bergamot in your favorite hand lotion?" She says this while talking to the hand, slowly making her way to her desk. "I could do this all day." She slams the hand down onto her desk. The hand starts struggling, trying to escape. "Surrender?" The hand starts to tap out like their tapping out of sparing. Wednesday starts to move her lamp to where it's right in front of the hand like this was some interrogation from the 80s.

"Mother and Father sent you to spy on me, didn't they?" The thing stays quiet, not showing any type of response. "I'm not above breaking a few fingers. That they thought I wouldn't find out proves how much they underestimate me." The hand starts signing in sign language to tell her why her parents sent the hand there. "Oh, Thing, you poor, naive appendage. My parents aren't worried about me. They're evil puppeteers who want to pull my strings even from afar. The way I see it, you have two options. Option one." She grabs 'Thing' and slowly starts to put them in the drawer. "I lock you in here for the rest of the semester, and you go slowly insane trying to claw your way out, ruining your nails and your smooth, supple skin." 'Thing' tries to claw their way out of the drawer by grabbing the edge of the wood.

"And we both know how vain you are. Option two. You pledge your undying loyalty to me." 'Thing' starts to bend their fingers down to show they're pledging their loyalty to her. "So 'Thing' do you mind if I paint you? I need something to draw." 'Thing' started signing "It's fine. I don't mind being a model." I'm so glad I learned sign language when I met that blind and deaf girl. What was her name again, Hannah, Heather? I don't remember. "You don't mind, do you Wednesday?" "I couldn't care less."

A scarlet mist starts coming out from my hands, picking you and 'Thing' up. You can feel Wednesday stare watching us levitate up. 'Thing' and you get on top of your platform. You gathered all of your materials while setting 'Thing' down on your desk. You grabbed a board and put it on the stand. "You can start posing now." He started making different types of poses until he found one he liked. You started drawing the outline of his hand and all of the little details and marked all the places with different colors so he wouldn't have to stay in one position the whole time. "You can move now. I already drew you. I just need to add color." He starts to crawl down your desk, moves toward you, and starts crawling up your leg to get to your shoulder. He starts signing. "It looks amazing. I can't wait until you add the color." "Of course, it looks amazing. I've got an amazing model."

He watched you for a while until he got down from your shoulder to go back to Wednesday. You hear Wednesday whispering about escaping this school. You can't let her leave. You just got her back. You waited years for her to get reincarnated with Enid.

~flash back to 400 years ago~

Goody and I are walking to the little library that's in town when we see people getting pulled out of their homes. We see Joseph Crackstone leading the gathering. Goody, and I look at each other. "Go find Lizz and meet back here." Goody leaves to find Lizz while I try to put a stop to this gathering. "Crackstone!!" I let my magic flow, the scarlet wisp going into the normie's minds, putting them under my control. Crackstone noticed everyone stopped moving and turned around to be met by my scarlet hybrid eyes. He started to charge at me, but before he could reach me, I teleported behind him and swept his legs from under him. I see Goody and Lizz from the corner of my eyes, knowing I need to stop this.