A Dark Moon (The Darkest Minds)
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  • Reads 11,035
  • Votes 254
  • Parts 18
  • Time 2h 42m
Complete, First published Feb 02, 2023
The Darkest minds x Black Fem Reader

All rights to Jennifer Yuh Nelson. I DO NOT OWN THE DARKEST MINDS, THE BOOKS, THE MOVIE, NOTHING. ONLY Y/N.

!!! The reader is a black girl point-blank. I'm not changing it. This fanfic is based on the movie. Not the books, sorry for the inconvenience.

Y/N Daly is the younger sister of Ruby Daly. They have been together ever since they remembered and continue to be together through this time and age of the fear of children for their peculiar powers. She became mute during their time in the camps together. They only saw each other during meals and curfew because they were divided into two different groups.  Later a doctor helps them escape from the camps and tries to sway them to join the League. As they start to discover life together outside of the camps they soon meet a group of kids just like them. Will they open up and ride with them or will it just be the two of them against the world?
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For the past two years, the only dreams George has had the pleasure of having were horrible, horrible nightmares. These nightmares always had five things in common. In every one, each and every person he cared about died in an excruciatingly painful way. In every one, George was tied up, and there were lacerations all across his chest that bled but didn't hurt. In every one, there was someone cackling in the background. In every one, there was something there. Something he could never remember the details of when he woke up. And lastly, that something would always lick his wounds slowly, savoring his blood and fear before whispering a promise in his ear. "I'll see you soon, Georgie." [DREAM NOT FOUND FIC, INSPIRED BY WIZARDSTOVE'S DREAM DEMON DESIGN]