Of Woes and Shadows (Wednesday x reader)

Chapter 100: unnecessary moves on the chessboard

Wednesday's pov:

The world, without a doubt, was truly falling apart around her. Never in a million years did she think she would lower herself to such actions like she did with being used as a pawn in someone else's game. Even if you were the one moving her across the board it didn't mean she was okay with it.

How does a player become a piece? She asks herself as she holds your hand as the three of you move through the shadow realm. It was so dark that it felt like she didn't even exist for she couldn't even see her nose between her eyes. Nor could she feel her legs moving or her hair poke her face. If it weren't for your hand tightly holding her she probably would've believed she was a part of the nothingness.

You slowly and gently guided her through the darkness easily and patiently- marks of a good leader. But even then, could she truly trust you to move her in this game of chess all of you were trapped in? What if the ability to move her image and heart is what helps you become the mad Queen she saw in her vision? It didn't help that Evelynn was the main contractor in the deal she had sealed because whether she admitted it or not Evelynn was the King in the game. And the game doesn't end till a King is truly eliminated. In this case if Evelynn wishes to continue to all the charades she's in the game continues. Giving her the opportunity to save you from her and the upper hand to win this war at the same time. While she on the other hand was the queen- the very piece you gave her when you both met the first time.

The strongest piece of the game that could change the tide but could also be replaced easily if she were to fall- the great Wednesday Addams was practically replaceable. Especially now with her failing ability.

She knew you wouldn't replace her but she knew you would push her out once things get deadlier than they are already.

I should consider the teacher proposition she thinks as she steps out of the shadows and into the light. Around her was a broken down house that was being buried by vegetation.

"Umm," you turn and face her and Evelynn with an uncomfortable face. Questioning how the plan was going to work.

Evelynn held her arm out as if she was handing her a bag. She even had the audacity to pop her hip and roll her eyes. "Make it quick human."

With a glare Wednesday placed her hand into the demon's hand. Dark purple light waves enveloped her arm and climbed up her. "Disappointing."

"Y/N begged me not to hurt. How could I deny such begging." Wednesday's anger flares as she remembers how you embarrassed yourself not long ago to protect her from Evelynn. How meek and willingly you were putting yourself in a dishonorable position to tame a predator. As if you were ever the prey in this game.

She glares at the golden-eyed girl.

"But if you insist," Evelynn says in a smirk. Wednesday's nerves felt like they were getting skinned and burned at the same time. Yet she didn't bat an eye or double down.

"For fuck sakes both of you!" Evelynn immediately stopped the torture.

"Didn't take you to be submissive."

"And you an attention whore," Evelynn jabs at Wednesday. A verbal strike that left a sting.

You groan and pull out a cigarette to smoke. You wave at her to get looking. With an eye roll and a sting to the heart she dragged the princess. Looking around the house she couldn't find anything that could contain heavy emotions like the bowling ball of the doll maker's victim did. The only options she could find was the cellar door and the old door that was on the only fully enacted.

The cellar would be ideal.... Dragging the princess, she kneels down to the cellar and touches it with the tip of her finger. Closing her eyes she didn't feel tears or bones crack. Opening her eyes she found the sunset and Burdbary standing in front of her.