Into The Shadow Realm | Rascal x fem reader story 2023

41| Queen Euphoria

With the joker's help, Rascals pull you up from the ground, taking an arm over his heaving shoulder. The purple jacket he wears is singed and torn in some places, it reminds you the time you switched bodies. Upon Rascal's touch, you purposely make the most of it, slumping slightly against him for as long as you can, savouring the feeling of him. Then an explosion goes off not so far behind, then more screams; some in fear, some in anger.

"You can't do it," you tell the joker, hoping the pleading in your eyes is obvious, "this isn't what the Jewel is made for. You will be killed. He will kill you and I don't want that!"

In an unusually calm response, Rascal now places both hands onto your shoulders, his gaze towards you softening with a sad smile.

"You are dying dearie~ I want you to live."

You grasp onto his forearm, shaking your head wildly, "No," you choke, "not if that means your death. I cannot let you do this!" You cannot get a second chance to live when Kurt didn't. "Why not stop the war, wish for something that will make a change! All these innocent people are dying..."

"The war will stop; its happenings were foreseeable anyway. You have been my change dearie, you are just as important, more so to me, you mean everything to me~" He says. It is the rawest thing he has ever said to you. Then he stops to stare at you, pulling you against him soon after, wrapping his arms around you and stoking your hair with his fingernails. Then Rascal whispers something in your ear that makes your heart stop, then he pulls away and forcefully plants his lips against yours like it's the last time, before teleporting off leaving his purple smoke hanging around you to dissolve.

~Rascal's POV~

"You can't do it," (y/n) tells me, eyes wide and darting, "that isn't what the Jewel is made for. You will be killed. He will kill you and I don't want that!"

But I love her.

I never knew what it was or felt like. There was a reason I hadn't experienced love before and that is because I closed myself off and stepped away. I always blamed it on my connection with Emperor Nogo, lately telling myself that if I wasn't Nogo's slave I would have been fine with other connections. Nothing about saying that made me feel any better, it isn't true after all. I chose to do what I did either way.

But this Magic Bearer has stuck with me through thick and thin, through it all! Through my ignorance and my insecurities, my rudeness and self-sabotaging ways. Her first appearance in the Shadow Realm was nothing but a nuisance to me, but now I believe that (y/n) is the best thing to ever have happened to me.

I look into her eyes and even though there is war going on behind me, all I want is her alive and well.

She needs to live. No matter what it takes, I will make it happen.

So I place my hands on her trembling shoulders and gently rub my thumbs slowly against her neck right where the veins have already travelled. I stare at them for a second and see how they now edge around her face. I think about how unfair this is, how selfish I've been before in my life and how (y/n) must be in so much pain.

But even at her worst.. she still looks like an angel to me.

"You are dying dearie~," I respond as calmly as I can muster, noticing how my eyes have started stinging behind the mask, "I want you to live."

But she shakes her head, grappling at my arms. "No, not if that means your death. I cannot let you do this! Why not stop the war, wish for something that will make a change! All these innocent people are dying..."

Then I understand, it's clear behind her eyes. Either Jules or Kurt, her friends, she's seen something. My own heart shatters. Then I bring her closer, taking a hold of her body in my arms like it's the last time I'll be able to do so.