WangXian One Shots (the untamed) (DISCONTINUED)

Demons

so, this takes place during episodes 30-32 y'know, the most traumatizing episodes out of all of them? anyways this will most likely be sad but i might change the ending just for my own sanity. so quick synopsis, wei ying goes crazy due to the dark magic of his flute, he basically has no self control and a part of him is trying to fight the dark magic. this is very similar to the actual plot but i will throw in wangji becuase he's going to try and snap wei ying out of it. also, this is gonna have a really cheesy fairytale esc situation so think snow white and sleeping beauty, dumb shit like that lol

wuxian flew to the top of the roof, flute tightly grasped in his right hand. he sat with one leg up and rested his elbow on the top of his knee.

the clans were all standing together below him, all with one common goal. Kill the Yiling Patriarch.

as the clan's chanted and raised their weapons, a slow clap was heard above them.

wuxian clapped mockingly as he laughed sarcastically.

"listen to you! coming together to take down the one and only yiling patriarch!" he continued laughing as he twirled his flute in his fingers like a baton.

"it's amazing what brings people together isn't it? the same desire to take someone's life..." he paused before laughing again.

below amongst the clans stood the one and only Lan Wangji with a concerned expression, and tightening grip around Bichen. he could see something was off with wuxian, his eyes didn'tconvey the things he was saying and the way he spoke sounded controlled, like he was reading from a script.

"pathetic! all of you are needed to kill me? haha! you must be terrible archors then." wuxian smiled an evil looking grin, the curling of his lip creating an uneasy feeling in the pit of wangji's stomach.

suddenly, one of the men below aimed his bow and arrow and shot wuxian in the chest cleanly.

"wei ying!" wangji shouted a bit under his breath.

wuxian stood emotionless, dead, cold eyes glaring at the people below as the black energy flowed around him.

he stood tall before ripping the arrow out of his chest without flinching. he threw the arrow back down striking the archer in the heart, killing him instantly.

the crowd gasped in shock.

wangji looked at wuxian closely. his body was shaking violently, his eyes glossy his facial expression at a war between scared and meniacle.

wuxian fought himself the entire time. he was deperately trying to gain control of his actions but the dark magic flowed through his entire body, he veins coursing with it's evil energy making it nearly impossible to stop. wuxian began meniacally laughing but at the same time, miserable tears fell down his cheeks. 

"you...will never be able to stop me... you... your'e all fools for trying! after... all i've done, you really think you have a chance?" he moved down the the ground, his eyes extremely red and watery but still had an evil smile plastered on his face.

"you took... everything from me! i built a civilization from the ground up...i gave innocent people a home...but they were slaughtered without a second thought! why should i spare you?! what have you done that's so noble?! taken countless lives for your own self worth!!" wuxian was a mix of depressed, angry, and hysterical. he wanted to break away from the energy but it was stuck to him. he used all his strength fighting the magic but it kept driving him closer and closer to murdering everyone standing before him.

"wei ying."

he could hear wangji's voice. it was a normal tone but it still stood out amongst the screaming angry yells of the clansman.