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ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs ɪɴᴠᴏʟᴠɪɴɢ ᴊᴇɴɴᴀ ᴏʀᴛᴇɢᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs
𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 they're going to be any good- but I can promise to at the very least try.
ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳˢ ⁱⁿ ᵃˡᵖʰᵃᵇᵉᵗⁱᶜᵃˡ ᵒʳᵈᵉʳ
ᶠᵉᵐᵃˡ...
Wednesday had placed herself in front of the arrow being sent back in Xavier's direction. She braced herself for the impact, hearing the sound clearly, a gasp as the arrow embedded itself into flesh, but she didn't feel an ounce of pain. She watched almost as if in slow motion as you were sent tumbling towards the ground, the arrow now protruding from your shoulder.
"Y/N!" She didn't even hesitate as she quickly kneeled beside you, dropping her sabre in the process. She was confused about why you were there to begin with, you were meant to be with Thing and Enid, taking care of the Hyde. She should've guessed that you wouldn't listen to her instructions, you never did.
You gasped for air as you glanced at the arrow lodged in your shoulder, before tilting your head up to look towards Wednesday, feeling a little delirious, Xavier appearing right beside her. Her hand reached out to stroke the fresh claw marks that were on the side of your face, blood dripping from them, before trailing down towards the arrow. You grabbed her hand before it could make contact with it, giving her hand a squeeze as you winced in pain. "Please go. I'll be okay, Xavier's right here."
Wednesday gave the boy a sideways glance, conflicted at that moment, wanting to be the one you leaned on, the one who helped you. She settled her dark eyes back to you who was lying on the ground, before pausing only a moment, a mean glare taking over her features as her eyes settled onto Xavier, "If she dies, I will kill you." With a sound of panicked agreement, he was already dragging you up off the ground, Wednesday grabbing hold of her sabre, her eyes meeting yours one last time before beginning her sword dance with that of Joseph Crackstone.
While Wednesday was amid her duel you took this time to glance at Xavier, and then at the abundance of frightened students who hadn't escaped the area yet. You gathered your strength enough to lean yourself onto a nearby pillar, making sure to keep away from the flames that seemed to surround the proximity of what used to be the courtyard. You met Xavier's worried gaze, "You need to go. Get them out of here. I'll be fine, I won't die from one stupid arrow, you know I'm stronger than that."
"But Wednesday..." You could see the conflict in his eyes, as he stared around the courtyard also, his eyes settling onto Wednesday, before returning to you.
You smiled softly, "She'll understand," you gulped, "Just go".
He seemed reluctant to go, not wanting to risk the chance of you dying, so he glanced towards Wednesday who was still fighting, then towards you who was leaning against the pillar in obvious pain, holding the wound with the arrow still protruding from it. But you didn't let it deter you as you gave him a false smile of reassurance; one you knew was too good to be true. But there was no time left, so he did the one thing he knew he could, "I'll come back for you, you have my word" You watched as he left to go help the other students.
