How did I get so lucky? Andy Biersack X reader

Weird? I think so

A/N so this chapters a huge plot twist so hold on cos this is gunna be a bumpy ride!

Megan's POV:

Everyone had heard her screams, the girls and I all look at each other and I rose from my spot on the couch just as Andy was about to run out the room. "WAIT! Andy let me" I said trying to be as calm as I could. "Bu-" he began "no, sit down I will go" he looked at me with a worried look but went back to the couch reluctantly.

Once I had left the room I and out of sight of the others I sprinted up the stairs and down the corridor to Y/N's room and saw her floating slightly. The changed y/n.

Her hair had gone from h/c to many different shades of purple and her fists were balled. Steadily I walked over to her. "Y/N? What happened?" My feet gently sinking into the fluffy grey carpet.

Once I had reached the entrance to her room I saw the horrific site. This time it was me who changed. My eyes became dilated and red, my hair became blue and pink with a lot more volume. My outfit changed suddenly from my T-shirt and black denim shorts to a tight, black vest top and black leather jeans as well as black, mid-shin high boots and a belt with my power tools in. A mythical dragon tattoo could be felt appearing along my back which held the secrets to all my powers.

I hovered right next to Y/N and placed an arm in her shoulder to relax her. Her pale face turned towards mine and her purple eyes looked directly into mine showing nothing but sorrow. Her hair was now bright red with stands of black. Her outfit had also changed into a red tight leather jacket and she now sported black jeans and red high top converse. Her make up became more visible from the red eyeshadow and red cheeks.

"M-Megan, who d-did this?" She said just as tears began to stream down her cheeks and she collapsed into my arms.
Suddenly I sensed someone near. I turned around and saw someone's heat patterns through the wall, coming up the stairs. Quickly, I picked up Y/N and moved us into the room. The bodies lay there. Only one untouched.

I placed her in the bed and slowly made my way to the 2 bodies and the single living. I pulled my DNA gloves out of my belt and then my shades to go with them. Stopping in front of the children I placed my hands over Chris first and found no DNA on him at all, next was Jess, once again, no DNA. Lastly, I placed my hands over Melody, she had DNA all over her, not just anyone's DNA but the bitch and the ass hole who gave us Jess;
Y/N's dad and step mom.

I stumbled backwards my jeering stopping and I collapsed to the floor in shock. "Megan?" Y/N said to me.

Shocked I turned my head slowly towards her, taking off my gloves and glasses. "Fuck. Fuck! FUCKING HELL WHAT THE HELL!" I screamed at the top of my lungs not giving a care in the world. "Megan, what is it? You're scaring me." She said as I jumped to my feet once again. I always hated her dad, never really met him but hated him and now that slut.

Your POV:

I was worried, Megan is hardly ever angry, only at her mom or her two siblings. "It was them" she said tears of anger littering her cheeks. "W-who?" Now I was worried.

"Birtha and Y/D/N" she replied looking down. Her fists clenched. Jaw dropped I stared in shock, anger, frustration and all the bad emotions you could ever think of.

I once again rise from the ground, or in this case bed, and I let out the angriest, loudest scream to ever be heard.

By now we heard footsteps, of everyone in the house, sprinting down the hall. My breathing began to falter and my eyes widened. I struggled to breath and my vision blurred. Everyone came barging in the room and I fell to the floor. Andy rushed to my side not even worrying about my change in appearance. The girls all knew what had happened to us as they were the same. "Baby? What's going on?" He began to panic also. My breathing was in fast, short pants. "War." I managed to breath out before my vision went completely black. All I could hear was Andy repeating my name.

*Time lapse-2 days later.*

3rd person:

Y/N still hadn't woken up, Andy hadn't left her side. The children twins were in coffins and Jess lay asleep in her bed. Everyone in the house was depressed. Andy would cry every time people weren't in the room and his hand never left hers. Although he was already skinny he was slowly becoming less. Dark blue circles stamped the surrounding areas of his eyes and coffee take out cups lay beside him on the floor.

No music played, no one spoke, just whispered if they were going to come close.