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Panic Attacks v. Aether, Sodo, & Mountain

TRIGGER WARNING (TALKS OF CHILD MARRIAGE, ASSAULT, SECUAL ASSAULT, and PANIC ATTACKS)

Being Secundo's assistant has its perks. You get to live in the same wing as the ghouls, you get to leave the compound for errands, and you get access to everywhere in the ministry. Unfortunately, leaving the church grounds caused a lot of anxiety for you. You left the same town for the ministry due to the fact that it was religious, hateful, and outcasted you. The church you fled was big on arranged marriage and polyamory, however it was not consensual and one man with many wives. You were always skeptical of the church's teachings and your bold personality caused for punishments. Whether it was kneeling on peas, being hit with a wooden paddle with crosses etched into it, or being forced to stay at service with the Pastor reciting the entire Bible over and over again, it was hell for sixteen years. You heard of the Satanic Church and listened to their music, you really enjoyed it. Cirice described you and you felt that the voice was speaking directly to you. One night your parents caught you listening to their music. The scars still linger across your back from the lashings. You were thrown out with nothing in the middle of winter, but you knew where the Church of Emeritus stood, and you trekked through woods and snow.

The ministry took you in, taught you its history, and promoted you to Secundo's Assistant. You've dyed your hair and grown over the past few years, so your appearance has changed, people do not recognize you anymore, but when they do, you have anxiety attacks. The first time you went out, you saw your supposed-to-be husband and when he approached you with fire in his eyes, Omega stepped in front of you and shooed him away, but your feet were glued, heart racing, vision blurring, throat tightening, and tears streaming down your face. That was the first reveal of the trauma you carried. You wanted to keep your past a secret as to not be a burden, but Omega knew you needed help. Omega soothed you and told Secundo everything, you were then sent on errands with Ghouls from the newer era. Aether, Mountain, and Sodo were the three you were always sent out with, and you were very close with Aether. He welcomed you to the ministry first and always wanted to hang out with you. The other came along gradually, but you and Aether were attached at the hip.

Today, Secundo sent you to town with the ghouls for certain books, fabric, and hardware. A strange list at most, but not uncommon. Secundo tended to handle more of the materialistic aspects of the church so you assumed it was for the cathedral's repairs. You walked to town wearing a black long sleeve hoodie, ripped jeans, and black converse. Your hair was down with a bandana around your head. It was an early fall day and perfect; not too cold, not too warm. The Ghouls were required to keep their masks on and concert uniforms in public. Walking through the woods was calm with some small talk.

You get to the local book store and greet the owner, she always liked you even when you were a part of the church, people always called her a witch. Aether went to search for the books Secundo requested while Sodo and Mountain were busy playing checkers in the corner. You talked to the woman, "Hello Y/N how are things at the church?" You leaned over the counter, "Pretty good, no drama, good vibes, and good music. How are things down here?" She gave you a sad look, "Well, I know you do not like to talk about your family or...him, but I feel like someone should tell you. Do you want me to?" You raise an eyebrow and lean onto the counter with your forearms, "Go on..." She took a deep breath, "Your parents have been promoted in the church, your father is now assistant preacher." You shuttered at the title, you were not shocked at the promotion, your parents dedicated their lives to the church and abused you for this promotion, you sigh. She makes eye contact with you again, you take another deep breath and nod your head for her to continue, "And, he..." she insinuated the boy you were supposed to marry, he was ten years older than you and assaulted you on your wedding night, you were only fourteen, "He has been asking about you, he even came in here last week. One of his wives died in childbirth and he blames you for hexing him or cursing him. He's been drinking daily. Just watch your back and if you need a hideout I have the loft here." Your mind began to race, he was not the worst man in the congregation, in fact all of the girls were jealous of you for being married to him, but he was a monster, they all were. All of his wives were at least ten years younger than him, you weren't even the youngest one. He would beat all of the wives for minor things. If dinner wasn't ready the second he got home, if he had a daughter instead of a son, or if he was bored. Now that he was looking for you, flashes of whips, fists, and pans crossed your memories.