Wizard's Wish - (Kinda) Yandere SGE x reader

Chapter 86: First Loyalty

____

"Sophie, hurry!" Y/n called, her and Agatha far up the steps, Sophie falling behind.
"It's these blasted shoes!" Sophie moaned, slipping on stairs like a cow on ice.
"Who told you to wear heels!" Agatha said, irritated.
More screams rang out from inside the tower.
"Sounds like Nicola!" cried Y/n, speeding up.
Sophie frowned, slowing down. "Well, in that case–"
"Move, you fool!" Agatha berated.
Sophie scurried after them, resorting to crawling on her hands and knees, wondering how she was huffing like a hog while Agatha, who ate every cookie in a 50-mile radius, was sprinting up the stairs with ease.

Soon they reached the top, Y/n managing to crack her fingers through to open the door who was left open on a sliver. Y/n could see Sophie falling on the last step, but had no time to save the blond this time, running in to save the others–
It was pitch dark. The only thing she could see was the outline of Agatha and Sophie right behind her.
"Y/n?" Sophie whispered.
"My fingerglow won't light," Y/n said.
"Mine neither," Agatha said.
"Magic doesn't work here, remember? Raccon rock or whatever he called it. Doesn't allow magic inside its bounds. Darling, I can't see anything. Where are y–"

Y/n seized Sophie's wrist.
"Listen," she said.
That's when Sophie and Agatha heard it too.
A hissing sound somewhere far away. Or was it buzzing? Like a set of piped leaking air...
Another scream echoed. This time a boy's.

"Come on," Y/n said, yanking Sophie and Agatha with her down the tunnel.
"This is really a bad idea," Sophie said, stumbling behind. "Shouldn't we try and find a torch or something. Or maybe a lantern or–"
They slammed into a wall and careened to the ground.
In her haze of pain, Y/n almost thought she was back at school, foiled by the invisible barrier on Halfway Bridge that had set their original fairy tale in motion. But as the pain wore off, she remembered the dire situation. She got up on her feet as fast she could, trying to feel the wall. She could hear hissing behind it, along with muffled voices.
"They must be in there," Agatha said, somewhere to her left.
Y/n thrust her ear to the stone, trying to hear more, and felt it creak under her weight.
"It's another door," Y/n said.
"But there's no handle," said Sophie somewhere to her right.

"Okay, on the count of three, push as hard as you can," Y/n said. "One...two..."
"On three or after three?" Sophie asked.
"After three, you dolt," Agatha groaned.
"So on four, really," Sophie said.
"Don't think that's how it works," Y/n said. "It's just after three."
"Let me count then," said Sophie.
"Hurry, you idiot!" Agatha said.
"One... two... three!"
They shoved the door as hard as they could and plunged through into a blitz of daylight–

"Watch out!" Hort's voice cried out.
Toppling forward, Y/n snagged Agatha and Sophie by their waists, trapping them in place. The three girls froze like mannequins, muscles clenched, breaths held.
Their bodies were an inch from being impaled on a blood-stained sword, planted handle-first into the dirt of a stone cave that opened into gray skies and a view of Avalon's coastline below.
The sword had Camelot's seal on the hilt.
Chaddick's sword.
Curled around it were two king cobras, hissing with forked tongues, mimicking the warped Camelot seal they'd seen on the map in Chaddick's dead hands. Behind the sword were dozens of treasure chests, hanging open and empty, with black velvet lining inside and the same snake-and-sword emblem carved on the outside. But that wasn't the most ominous sight. Because as Y/n peered closer, she saw now that the chests weren't empty at all...
The black velvet was moving.
Snakes.
Hundreds of them.
Thin black ribbons, slowly slithering out of the chests and slipping into the sand.

"Don't move," said Nicola's voice above her.
Slowly Y/n's eyes lifted and saw the crew clinging to icicles on the ceiling of the cave.
"They're asps. They only see motion," warned Nicola, hanging on the same icicle as Hort. "I read about them in The Brahman and the Jackal–"
"No one cares," Sophie retorted. "All we care about is are they deadly?"
"Why do you think we're up here, you oaf!" Hort lashed. Hort and Nicola exchanged a look, like their shared annoyance in Sophie had somehow given them something in common.
"Where were you all anyway, huh?" Anadil asked. "Stupid beaver trapped us here while you three were too busy dillydallying."