WRITTEN IN THE STARS | S.EUCLIFFE X READER - EDITING

T H O R T Y S I X

A CROWN FIT FOR A QUEEN 

   "You have guts, small human," Stella said looking back at the boy. "And I have seen that you have grown strong feelings for my daughter,"

  "You have no right to call her your daughter," Sting spat out.

   "And what makes you say that?" Stella asked glaring at Sting. She didn't like that fact that there was a human on her planet, in her fields. She despised them, hated them. They let their emotions guide their power and led them down the right path.

   "She is your daughter! Your child. You're meant to support and love her not become jealous of her, worried that she will become more beautiful or stronger than you!"

  She sent beams of gold at Sting and he dogged them all. They both fought, using everything they had. Y/N placed her hand on the stab wound on her stomach. She winced and used some of her magic to heal it. When she moved her hand there was a purple mark and a small scar.

  She winced in pain and sat up. Her head was spinning and she kept blinking. She looked over to see Sting and her mum fighting. They were sending magic attacks at each other. Stella sent an attack to Sting, it hit him in the stomach and he fell to the ground. She walked towards him and kicked him in the stomach. He let out a scream of pain as she continued to kick him.

  Y/N teleported behind her mother and took in a deep breath, the only way you could kill a god is to stab them in the heart with a special blade made by the demon king or a blade enchanted by him or a galaxy wielder.

  She knew that her mother would never stop, she had been overtaken by the need for power. She would stop at nothing to get what she wanted. So she summand a weapon and stabbed her mother just below her heart.

  Stella's breath hitched and her wings disappeared pain ran through her body as Y/N removed the dagger from her mother. Sting sat up and watched, pure shock was written on his face.

  Stella fell to the ground. The colour of her face faded and her eyes dulled. Y/N moved to Sting and helped him up. She put his arm around her shoulder to help him walk.

  "Y-You're pathetic, y-you didn't have the guts to kill me, those emotions are holding you back," She laughed as her dress stained up with her blood. Her face was becoming to pale and become old.

  Blood came out of her mouth as she began to take deeper breaths. "It's over Stella, you've lost," Y/N spoke.

  "N-No! Utopia is mine!!" She yelled out.

A loud crash was heard from Stella as she fell to the ground unconscious. Hellen stood with a metal pipe, from god knows where that she had used to knock the queen unconscious.

  "I think the fuck not," She said smirking.

   "Your timing is just perfect," Y/N said laughing.

   "Well I am pretty amazing," She said back, picking up Stella and opening a portal back to the city.

  Y/N sat on her bed fiddling with her fingers. They still hadn't been able to locate her father. Stella wouldn't say anything about where the king was and Y/N was starting to fear that he was dead.

  "Y/N, can I come in, it's me," Sting said. He was completely healed from his fight and wanted to help Y/N feel better.

  "Yeah," She said looking down.