AHS Coven inspired. (Y/N) is an aspiring young warlock who has just started at Hawthorne School for Exceptional Young Men. What is going to happen when he meets the attractive young supreme of his coven?
"I am Wilhemina Venable, welcome to Outpost 3" Wilhemina introduced her, (Y/M) didn't know why but he could feel a dark aura around her, something somewhat evil about her.
"The house rules are simple, you will refer to me only as Ms. Venable. You may never leave the building. If you wander out onto the grounds, you will not be allowed back in due to the danger of radiation contamination. You will take your chances with the canker pus monsters beyond the gates." She said in a stern voice
"Oh a no unauthorized copulation of any kind, under no circumstances" She said looking at (Y/N) and Jimin "No exceptions" She added
(Y/N) gulped as he looked at her, still not being able to shake off that bad feeling about her. "I will now show you to your rooms" She said looking at the whole group. They all followed her, one by one they were assigned a room.
Jimin got a room for himself, and so did (Y/N).
"You as a purple will wear purple" Venable said pointing at the closet filled with purple clothing that looked like it was from the 18th century
"You want me to wear that?" (Y/N) asked raising his eyebrow at the sight of such tacky clothing "And what the heck is a purple?" (Y/N) added
Venable walked closer to (Y/N), sound of her cane echoing throughout the room. She stops only when she is a few centimeters away from (Y/N) "The elite... the worthy, those chosen to survive" She says, before stepping back "In the outpost everyone knows their place, the purples wear purple, and the grays, wear gray" She glares at (Y/N)
"What's a gray" (Y/N) asks confused as he looks at Venable
"They grays are the worker ants of this outpost, grateful to serve us and to be saved from the explosion and radiation" Venable explained "We dress for dinner, cocktails in the music room at six thirty in the music, be prompt, there is no excuse for tardiness when there's nothing else to do" She added, sounding almost annoyed, before walking out of (Y/N)'s room
(Y/N) let out a sigh as he watched her go, almost feeling relieved that her presence. He then walked to the bathroom, and jumped into the shower, trying to relax, and really process everything that had just happened in the past 24 hours.
The bombs, the destruction, the death. He let out another sigh, before getting out of the shower. As (Y/N) dried himself, he had the odd feeling that someone was watching him. Suddenly the radio turned on.
'I'm so tired, of playing .... playing with this bow and arrow'
Suddenly (Y/N) got a crushing headache. Images of a tall man, with plump lips kissing him started invading his head
'Gonna give my heart away..... Leave it to the other girls to play'
The feelings of his plump lips crashing against his own, the feeling of lust and love for this man
'For I've been a temptress for too long'
The feeling of his strong hands holding onto his waist, causing (Y/N)'s heartbeat to raise
'Just...'
The feeling of that man kissing his neck 'You look so pretty like this baby boy'
'Give me a reason to love you'
Suddenly the radio stopped. (Y/N) was gasping for air, his headache was now gone, but the image of the tall man still haunted him.
"Who is him" He mumbled quietly as he slowly stood up. He looked at the foggy mirror only to see '666' written in it
"Beware (Y/N)" A voice whispered causing (Y/N) to turn around, trying to find out where the voice came from.
(Y/N) left the bathroom quickly, still confused at what was happening. He slowly made his way to the closet and changed into his outfit. He looked into the mirror, and was shocked to see he actually like the way the outfit made him look.
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"Hmmm not too bad" He said smiling a little. He combed his hair back and slowly made his way out of the room. It was time to now head to dinner.
Slowly walking down the hallways of the outpost, he saw a couple grays walking around. He didn't say anything to them though, he wasn't sure if he was allowed to talk to them. However, as he walked around hallways, he couldn't get the feeling of deja vu to disappear. It was like if he had been here before. He slowly walked around until he saw the door to the office.
He took a deep breath before opening the door, as soon as he opened it the radio turned on once more
'Just.... Give me a reason to love you'
He saw a shorter male sitting in a chair, and taller one standing behind him. The taller one then leaned down, and whispered something into the shorter male's ear, then kissing his cheek, his hands traveling down to his chest . He then started kissing the shorter male's jawline, moving down to his neck.
'Give me a reason to be, a woman...'
The shorter male started moaning, only causing the taller male to smirk. The taller male said something, but it was inaudible to (Y/N). He then started to unbutton the shorter's male shirt, suddenly the taller male pulled the chair away and turned it around.
'I just wanna be a woman....'
Suddenly they both turned around to look at (Y/N). "Beware (Y/N) " They both shouted, now facing him, that's where (Y/N) realized that the shorter male he saw was him. His eyes widened, confused.
Then both males disappeared, the radio shutting down once more.
"Babe?" A familiar voice called (Y/N) from behind
(Y/N) didn't hear Jimin, he was still in shock, confused, the name Kim Namjoon now invading his thoughts.
"Babe!" Jimin shouted causing (Y/N) to pull him away from his thoughts
"Jimin oppa" (Y/N) mumbled almost lifelessly. Once he turned around, he revealed to Jimin that he had a bloody nose. He walked towards the older, but passed out, falling harshly on the floor
