Of Woes and Shadows (Wednesday x reader)

Chapter 64: Misfits part 2

Author's note: HAPPY SEASON 2!! You can expect chapters following season 2 this weekend! Probably Sunday.  

Y/N's pov:

In the rocky forest of Sebeș stood a crumbling castle that was destroyed during the first world war. Enemy tanks cracked and twisted the metals and stones of the ancient castle. Causing it to crumble away from the people's memories and history's books. A defeat no ones wishes to remember. Especially the normies.

Not even urban explorers knew its exact location nor of its existence. And even if someone were to stumble into it they wouldn't find much in it. Just dust, overgrowth, and possibly some skulls of the dishonored soldiers you were trying your best to honor.

But little would the wander know that below the cobblestone floor there was a hidden room that had become almost an apartment.

There you sat on one of the coaches as you saw your closets friends and students. Some of them waved at you, others greeted with a middle finger because you were out for too long while others ran up to hug you.

You scanned the room and couldn't help but smile. Almost everyone you loved was in this room.

"Y/N!"shouts a almost deep voice. Turning to your side you smile at the sight of a mullet coming your way.

"Keith!" The dark haired boy nods as he leans on his shoulder against the wall.

"That was a risky move you did. Do you know what would've happened if you had never woken up or worse- died!?"

You tilt your head innocently and pout. "It was a calculated risk-"

"Then you suck at math," says the half human and half Galran boy with deadpan expression.

With an eye roll he sits next to you scanning the crowd. At first glance the 18-year-old looked like he was studying the crowd of mischief- searching for a potential spy or traitor. When in reality he was looking for a loud Cuban normie sharp shooter.

Before you could tease him, blue hair braids wall your face. Looking up, you're greeted with purple colored eyes that felt like a gun was pointed at your head.

"Jinix... Isha!" Soft brown eyes welcomed your tired gaze.

The pyromatic girl swung down the little girl into your lap before landing herself on Keith who swore at her. His only response was a mouth full of hair being flicked in his direction.

"Sooo heard you gat yourself a girl? Did you manage to do the boom boom clap before you went offline???" asks Jinix swinging one of her braids. Keith rolls his eyes and mutters something along the lines of how immature Jinix was.

"Dude-"

"What??? I know Vi and the second coming of Mussolini but make it gay did," Jinix wiggles her eyebrows, "before we hand a duke out with the English government!"

You laugh as you remember that day. Great Britain was under a hostel take over by an organization known as Noxus. Noxus was abusive towards the citizens, especially those from the slums. Zaun was the one that got the worse treatment due to Jinix's past actions and becoming a symbol of rebellion for the nation. Noxus was able to prevent the international media from seeing that part of her story but it didn't stop you from sending arms to the slums and high class areas like Pitolver.

Once the dust settled, you helped with reconstruction and finally met Jinix and the others.

"Soooo do you need the big fat hero Jinix and Isha again?"

"Yes, but I'll explain more soon." Isha whipped her nose and gave you a crooked teeth revealing smile. As you waited for more people to arrive, Jinix went on how Isha was worried about you. The girl had grown bitter and would refuse to sleep or eat at times until she saw you personally when you were in coma. But she would settle down when updates on your condition were delivered to your inner and middle circle.