It was at least 1:00 am, (Y/n) woke up to hear creaks upon the wooden floor of the cottage, Her eyes fluttered open to see Arthur standing by the doorway, his back was turned to face an illuminating light outside the bedroom. (Y/n) wanted to get his attention but something felt off about his presence, way off.
(Y/n)'s heart was racing, Arthur was perfectly still, what was the last thing Arthur said before (Y/n) went to bed?
'When I call the Edelstein family first thing in the morning I am going to make sure they come pick you up and finally get you back from this crazy adventure you have been having.'
'How did he know that I went on an advent-'
"I Can't Believe it was that easy, you are right where I want you."
(Y/n) shot up out of the bed, eyes in direct contact to Arthur's. (y/n) couldn't fully see him from the luminescent white light shining in the hallways.
"M-Mr. Kirkland?!"
The man stepped away from the white light, now in better view he walked over to (Y/n)'s bedside turning on the lamp. The sudden change in light made (Y/n) cover her eyes, upon finally removing her fingers from her face she looked up to the man in front of her, her heart dropped to the floor and her eyes widened, she moved to the other side of the bed pressing herself against the wall.
"Ello Poppet!" Oliver grinned.
(Y/n) made a sad attempt to scream to no avail, Oliver gave a cocky smile giggling at (Y/n)'s defeat.
"My, Eyebee, you really are an idiot aren't you? All I had to do was put on a tacky jacket and make up some fantastical story of Mr. Kirkland caring about you and you follow me to a random cottage?! I'm honestly surprised it was that easy consitering you have dodged your inevitable demise on multiple occasions out of pure dumb luck. I thought you had wits but how can I blame you, you are just a kid after all.
I really do hate to break it to you but Mr. Kirkland is dead, he has been dead since before you knew my name.
You have no god now Eyebee
Your friends on the other hand are alive though, Including the one who is Especially your friend eh? I feel like I should mention that Matt -That traitor is doing far less than okay, presumably because he is well, Viktor bashed his sad little skull open. As for Lutz, when word got out that he was helping you escape I did the deed to him myself.
I'm just in general surprised you got this far."
(Y/n)'s head was flooded with information all at once, no weapon in hand Oliver could just shoot her between the eyes right now and it would be over for her, of course reasoning with this insane man was already not an option, escape?
"Time goes by very quick on the other side of the mirror, from seasons to days, to years, time is all the same to me. Any season that could ever exist has happened before, all the flowers and sunshine, it is all superficial.I can't stand it when 1ps, 2ps or anyone gawks over the beautiful snow of fallen leaves as if it is new, as if somehow colorful trees will change the fact that all of our experiences in this world are recycled. How many times have I seen a sunset, most likely thousands of times yet for some reason people need to constantly point out the mundane.
All of this talk distracts us from the fact that there isn't anything truly new or wonderful or even exciting in this universe that we haven't seen before, this is why as you my friend knows all too well, daydreams are the superior world. When the world of books becomes far too predictable why not just escape to the one thing that can't be replicated or recycled-Our wild imagination.
Not everyone is born with a gift like you and me, not everyone can see the colors and the true magic of the world that goes far beyond mundane textbooks and organized religion. Daydreaming, imagination and creativity are the most valuable gifts you can be given on this planet because all those things combined help you see the true magick of this world. All this power comes with a cost, we become numb to more simple things like small talk or our over saturated world, after seeing the true beauty of the blissful world of daydreaming why would we ever return to our impure world. A world of violence, war, hate, famine, destruction, corruption, greed. After being enlightened you can't go back to that world but at the same time you can never truly reach the world you became enlightened in. It ruins you inside and out so you have to resort to burying your true emotions.
The two greatest forms of color are love and Hopelessness. I like to add Hopelessness to my world by hurting people any way possible, eventually even that runs out. You then seek love from the most handsome, charismatic charmer you know and you become close friends, friends. I know, can you imagine ME of all people falling in love. Then one day he just disappears and all that color vanishes with him, I mean you made him disappear after all?
I am not going to kill you here and now, I want to see how long you can last, right now in the woods a certain boy you like is tied to a stake, I sent Allen out here to burn him at the stake before we capture you and give you that same fate, I want to see if you can single handedly stop Allen and save the boy before he meets his ultimate end, of course before you meet yours. Is it luck, wit, I want to find out.
Good luck Eyebee, you are going to need it."
Just like that Oliver slammed the door leaving (y/n) inside, with nothing and nobody to come save her but despair. (Y/n) finally collapsed to the floor in tears.
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Eyebee Act II ( 50's AU Yandere 2p!Hetalia + Reader)
Fanfiction(Y/n) returns back to the Mirror with Matt to save her friends, but will returning back to the authoritarian yet anarchic world of the 2ps be worth it in the end? (y/n) adventures in the all tii familiar world or should I say mansion of the 2ps. Ho...
