Wednesday

Chapter 6: The End?

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Wednesday entered (Y/n)'s dorm, watching as Thing packed up his small bags, leaving the silver ring out.

He knelt down beside him. "Knowing you were cut from the literal cloth of an evil genius, it makes sense why we're so compatible."

Thing didn't speak, and just fiddled with the ring, not sure what to do with it now.

"How doesn't feel finally knowing the truth?"

He shrugged.

"Well, you can't control the past. But the future is in your own hand. What's it going to be?"

Thing responded by throwing the ring into an empty trash can, showing that he was done with that part of his life.

"Hey." (Y/n) greeted, walking back into the dorm after packing all her bags onto the car. "Ready to go?"

Thing nodded, and Wednesday took her hand and kissed her knuckles. "Almost. Just waiting on some intel."

As soon as he said that, Agnes appeared in the room, holding some photos.

"What have you been able to figure out?"

"This was on a wildlife cam this morning." She handed him a blurry picture of a werewolf caught on camera.

"That's Enid..."

"She was heading north, just five miles from the Canadian border." Agnes said.

"What about Capri? Was she able to find any intel that could tell us where Enid is going?" He asked.

Agnes shook her head. "She's MIA. Probably on the hunt for her next job, considering Nevermore is nevermore."

(Y/n) slipped her hand in Wednesday's. "We'll find her."

He looked at her and nodded. "I know..."

...

Tyler was standing in the Jericho graveyard, looking at the headstones of both his parents, who were laid next to each other.

"Hello, Tyler."

He closed his eyes in annoyance. "Whoever you are, just walk away."

Miss Capri walked up next to him, ignoring his request. "We both know you can't survive out here alone. Not for long. But I can save you."

Tyler scoffed sardonically. "Yeah, I'm done with mothers and masters."

"I'm not interested in being either." Capri insisted. "I'm offering a support system for people just like you. Fellow Hydes, hidden away where the world can't find them. You'd be part of a pack, creating a bond that transcends the need for a single master."

Tyler turned to face her, his tone suspicious and accusing. "What's in it for you? You're a werewolf. I can smell it from here."

"My father was a Hyde..."

...

Pugsley closed the lid of his last trunk, having packed up all his weapons and explosives, when he saw Eugene come up to him and hand him a box.