Carrion Beast(Wednesday x malereader)

Dont Weep

carrion/ˈkerēən/
noun
the decaying flesh of dead animals.

It was a warm bright June day, beautiful and full of cheer for a small nine-year-old boy who was swimming on his birthday. The sounds of belligerent dads and overzealous moms all fell on deaf ears as the boy and his friends were playing marco polo. The energy in the pool was that of childlike fun, with eight children all yelling polo at the bequest of Y/N (who was it.). They all were having the kind of fun only a summer birthday party could bring.Y/N was a normal kid, smart and gifted, though he always had a large appetite he seemed to stay thin and fit. In the middle of his playing his appetite got the better of him,  he left the game to find something to eat leaving his guest to the fun. This did not go unnoticed by the parents.

"Hey, Daryl go get Y/N he's wanderin' into the woods again!" Tenisha, the boy's mother called to the father with her southern charm. The father grumbled setting his beer down and walking behind the house to the woods shouting after his son.

Daryl knew the woods like the back of his hand, though he did not need that knowledge as he saw his son sitting on the ground only a short walk in "Son you best get your ass back to that pool before I pull off my belt." Daryl said as he looked over his son to see what he was doing...he should have stopped.

Y/N turned around with a frenzied look in his eyes as he shoved the head of a dead squirrel into his mouth ripping it from the eviscerated body, the look he gave sent his grizzled vet of a father into a stoic shock. But Y/N did not see his father, he saw prey...and he was starving.

Man is the only animal for whom his own existence is a problem which he has to solve.
-Erich Fromm

 Y/N was never the same after that day, they said a pack of coyotes tore through the party...though he knew what happened. He ate them, and he was still so very, very hungry. The Hunger never left, to stop himself he went out a day each week to hunt, venison works well though human was by far the tastiest and that thought is what scared Y/N. It could happen again, and there was a large chance it would. Time seemed to fly through his life as he aged, the older he got the hungrier he became and soon it would bite him in the ass.

James Kempt Memorial high school, located in the small quiet town of Greenfield which was located in the state of Ohio. Y/N knew this school well as he always seemed to be chased through it by the end of the day, not a single soul that went to the school enjoyed his company...and that was preferable to what would happen if he was caught unaware and...hungry. in fact, he found himself in a chase now.

"GOD DAMN IT ALL!" the local jock Garret Hollen yelled as Y/N Ran from him "L/N, I will kill you." he continued as the halls filled with people coming out to watch the fight, Y/N knew this hallway since his biology class was down it...and he knew it was a dead end.

Y/N spun around facing Hollen, "We can talk abo-" He was cut off by Hollen pushing him to the ground "No we can't, you just had to fail that test!" At first, Y/N did not know why he was being chased, but now he knew what it was about. Hollen cheated, and Y/N failed...now he can't play football, it was a laughable reason really.

Hollen walked over ready to throw a punch but it seemed that the hunger caught up with Y/N, He caught Hollen's fist spinning it and locking his elbow before sending the jock into the cold tile floor "JUST SHUT UP HOLLEN FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!" Y/N kicked Hollen in the jaw sending him a few inches down the hall.

Hollen got up wiping blood from his lips, he could see that something was wrong with Y/N and he decided to not push him farther "This is not over L/N." Y/N stared Hollen down as sweat dripped into his burning eyes, the smells...the blood dripping from Hollen's mouth, Y/N licked his lips...he was hungry.

Y/N's thoughts were cut off by the principal "L/N, Hollen. Office now."

Slowly but surely the life of Y/N L/N fell apart with the few spoken words that the Principal had for him "You...L/N this is the last straw, I have told you over and over again...Stop running, stop fighting, stop fucking causing problems." The principal started to fall apart the longer he spoke "You are expelled...leave before the cops have to get you." He nigh shouted in the face of Y/N, At this point though...it was not Y/N. The beast flew from the chair grabbing the principal by the throat and letting out a primal roar...leave the rest to your imagination if you will.

The Ride out to Nevermore was a long quiet one, the court ordered him to go to an 'institution school' which meant a psych hospital or Nevermore. Y/N knew that the hospital meant sedation and constant physical torment so he picked Nevermore, the driver sent him ugly looks as he stepped out...though he knew it was to be expected. He no longer could hide what he did, even if the victim survived. Y/N saw a sleek black car pull in after his driver left, he did not care and turned to the school. The number of people would be a liability...and he knew, but at least he would be near people somewhat like him.

Okay, prologue done! how do yall like this premise so far?