Wednesday's pov:
Marching down the stairs with the force of an avalanche, Wednesday distanced herself from the celebration before she could murder everyone there.
The sound of multiple footsteps chased her like her shadow that at times would tug her back or to a halt, but you weren't strong enough to stand against her will. You knew better than anyone that she would have things her way either the good way or the bad way. Not even Enid's pleas and complaints stopped her.
May this cursed night end now! She thinks as she reaches the main steps that lead to the courtyard.
"Wednesday wait up!" Shouts Enid as she skips a few steps. "Wednesday!"
The werewolf's hand falls on her shoulder, sending an electric shock through her cold body. Causing her crack to bend backwards and her face up into the sky- a reaction she visions hadn't given her in a long time.
The full moon above appeared like a drop of blood that was falling into the sky. The moment it touched the dark night- a red screen fell upon the sky.
"WEDNESDAY!" The last thing she sees before her consciousness is rooted into the vision completely was Enid's face screaming terror and feeling your arms spin her gently into the ground.
Your concerned teenager face was soon replaced with a more mature looking face that bore a bloody mask and eyes full of anger. Eyes that rivaled the vision's bloody moon.
The longer she bore into your black pupils the world around her went dark. In a beat blue light entered her sight through the flapping of a murder of crows in a graveyard. She was officially in a vision.
Looking around all she saw were crows flying amok around her while all the grave stones held either blurred, scratched, or with no name. Marking the graveyard as an abandoned one.
Could this be linked to prince Y/B/N? No- it was Enid who touched me. Walking through oddly smooth path she casually inspected the crows. If the vision wasn't related to your family's history then it must be connected to the impending war. A clue was to be found- a clue Xavier had given to her again.
But just like the gravestones, the crows gave no answer. Not even their caws helped. They just spewed gibberish.
Yet a useless vision. I have much to improve still- at the end of the path stood a gravestone with a quiet crow who held a white carnation flower.
A chill entered her body through her mouth and stole her soul's fire to lit the gruetesque happiness in the crows eyes as it dropped the flower that embodied innocence and purity.
As the flower fell in front of the stone words appeared as if they had been there long ago.
No.... Wednesday's knees buckle as the crows caw "this is all your fault Wednesday! Your fault" over and over again. Each time they repeated the phrases their voices sounded more human. Their erotic wing flaps only trapped her in the moment she wished to escape but couldn't find the will to run from.
"I died because of you," says a slowly boiling voice behind Wednesday. A pair of strong hands spin her to face the body destined to sleep below the grave before her.
"I DIED BECAUSE OF YOU!" screams Enid with blood splattering out of her head like a broken faucet as she glares at her. Gripping her shoulders tightly. The blood formed cracks around the right side of her face, making her appear like the Phantom of the Opera
Once again the impossible happens to her, she was in a lost of words. Not because Enid was shouting in her face but because her heart was torn from her, thrown to the ground, squished, and torn apart like a flower forgotten in the middle of the city street.
YOU ARE READING
Of Woes and Shadows (Wednesday x reader)
Fanfictiony/n returns to Nevermore after being away for a while due to doing her duties as Earl of the Vampire court. However, upon her arrival, she receives news that the monster cases she was investigating had escalated even more during her absence. But als...
