Larissa x reader

A willing sacrifice |angst

*A/n~ angst once again this prompt has been haunting my brain for the past few days. Also I'm thinking of creating a list of prompts you can all choose from. Thoughts?
For this fic reader age 24 science teacher, has the power of biological manipulation. This has sub powers related to it so it's important to keep that in mind when reading.*

Tw~ swearing  gun shots

Prompt~ one of you will die and one of you will live and the best part is you will be choosing. Choose wisely ~ anon🔥

Y/n pov

The life of an outcast was certainly an interesting one. Being a rarer form of outcast, it was even more isolating for you. Of course there was the usual cliques that were vampires, sirens, werewolves and seers. In fact you had not met anyone with your abilities in your 24 years of living. However, your ability is what gained you your teaching position at Nevermore. Science always felt like second nature to you. It was only natural when it literally flowed through your veins. 

No one at Nevermore knew of your ability. After all it was an exhausting gift for you to use so it wasn't something you made a habit of. The first few years at Nevermore went by peacefully. It was only when you were introduced to Miss Addams. As the dorm mom for Wednesday dorm you were one of the first staff members to make her acquaintance. It was only then did things start to become strange. The gothic looking girl seemed to be very unimpressed with Nevermore, a unique stance for sure. Most new students we're excited at the prospect of finally fitting in. It didn't take long for you to see the connection between the gothic girl and one of your more sensitive students Miss Sinclair who happened to be Wednesdays roommate. You knew Enid well enough to know that she seemed to be enthralled by Wednesday, however Wednesday showed no difference by Enid's presence. Still you couldn't help but seat them together in your lessons.

Word spread fast through the factuality, Miss Addams had a certain way of attracting trouble. Not in the typical acting out teenage way. No quite literally danger seemed to follow her every move.  As her dorm mom you and Larissa often had meetings to discuss what new crazy adventure Wednesday had been on.With the recent Hyde attacks, Wednesdays insistence into working out the mystery and Larissa desperately trying to keep everything afloat it was no wonder things had started to become tense. Naturally with all the time you had worked at Nevermore, you formed a bond with the principal of Nevermore and attempted to ease the stress in anyway you could. Simple things like making sure your paperwork was up to date and filed impeccably even going as far to bring her a meal if you noticed she didn't make an appearance at meal times. Secretly you knew you were having more than just friendly feelings for the principal but your shy nature meant these feelings would always be private.

On this particular fateful night, Wednesday had gone missing taking miss Sinclair with her. A notion you had become accustomed to. Wherever Wednesday was Enid wasn't far behind. Even the disembodied hand that you'd grown accustomed to seeing in your class was missing. That is what had you making your way to the principals office to inform her and discuss the best course of action. After all it had been mere few hours early the taller women had placed a lockdown on Nevermore with an Immediate effect.

Entering her office you could see how tense the women's shoulders were, eyes laser focused on the paper work she was scribbling down on. Some how in her stressed state her writing still was elegant as always.

"Larissa? Wednesday and Enid are missing ..  again" you stated quietly unsure if she knew this fact or not.

"Miss Y/L/N, I specifically put the school on a lockdown of course Wednesday would disobey that" you watched as she rubbed at her temples in an attempt to relive the tension building there. She realised a stressed sigh before admitting something I never thought would come from her mouth. "Marilyn is missing too" she sounded so defeated and honestly you couldn't blame her for feeling like that. These past few months everything that could go wrong has. No wonder she was taking it all on her own shoulders here. Just as you were about to respond the door burst open leaving a very strange looking Marilyn in its wake.