Moon Helios

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔉𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔄𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢

A/n: We get a look into Alice!reader’s background.

Word Count : 682

Trigger Warnings: Gore, Blood, Horror, Cursing, Child Abuse, Human experiments, Child abandonment, Angst, Depression, Anxiety, PTSD, Insomnia, etc

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓

Y/n sat closed eyed on the ground of the Todoroki residence. Shoto attacked  Y/n but thorn covered vines blocked his every move. Shoto groans in annoyance as frost begins to cover his body. As the pair continued to spar, Enji watched with Aizawa from Enji’s office. 

His turquoise eyes remaining in Y/n as Shoto attacked the sitting girl. She didn’t even need to move, her thorns would just attack. In her mind she was at a tea party with Hatter as he helped her levitate the cups. 

“Enji what am I doing here?” Aizawa questioned him as he sat cross armed. Enji turned back to Aizawa with an annoyed expression.

“I found another WonderCorps facility a week ago. I was able to keep the sidekicks from asking questions it, I found something.”

“What’d you find?”

Enji pulled out a tape and held it up. 

Trial 43

Subject 108

WonderCorps

Aizawa stared at the tape for a while till he realized he’d stood up and was holding the tape. 

“You’ve watched it already haven’t you? That’s why I’m here.”

Enji didn’t answer, his face remaining stern and without emotion. Enji took the tape gently and put it into the computer on his desk. 

As the tape turned in a tall man with brown hair, square rimed glasses and dressed in a lab coat turned on the tape camera. He took a few notes that looks at the camera.

“I am Touji Daigo but I’m know as Dr. Glass. Head of WonderCorps.”

Dr. Glass clicked a small clicker and lights in another glass room. In the glass room sat a younger Y/n. She barely look five. 

She was dressed in simple grey sweatpants and black shirt. Her feet were bare and her hands bruised. Dr. Glass focus the camera on Y/n.

Y/n looked up front he ground and waved softly at the camera. 

“This is experiment 108, and this is trial 43.” Dr. Glass fixed his glasses.

“Yesterday we conducted trial 42 and the results were less then stellar. 108 barely was able to control her environment. The underling almost was able to permanently injure 108.” As Dr. Glass spoke Y/n stood from the ground. 

Aizawa gasped in shock as the younger Y/n stood. Her arms were covered in bandages, her left eyes was blackened and bruised, but there was a small smile on her face. A small glass door opened and a strange creature walked out. 

It was misshapen on all ends, black goo dripped out of it staining the floor. Aizawa watched as Y/n’s face molded into one of pity and sadness. The aching look in her eyes felt no question that she felt a great sense of pity for the creature. It was colorful underneath the black goo.

Doctor. Glass leaned down into his mic.

“Go on Alice.” Y/n turned herself around in terror. She shook her head hurriedly as she shuffled.

“No! It’s sad! It’s hurting!” She cried and Doctor Glass sighed softly. He pressed a few buttons and eleactricons began to him in the room shocking the creature and Y/n. They both fell as the electricity pricked at their skin. 

After a few moments the creature began to warp and screech. Slowly it turned into a large mass of terror. Its eyes were white and it seemed to move on command. It began to attack Y/n throwing her around like a rag doll.

Aizawa stood from his seat stepping towards the monitor. His eyes shot to the window outside just as Y/n vanished into thin air. Shoto continued trying to catch Y/n but just as he’s almost grasp her she was gone.

“Turn it off.” Enji shock his head and pointed at the monitor.

“You need to see this.” Aizawa turned back to the monitor arms crossed and defensive.

Blood covered the room as Y/n lay in a bundle was what must have been her own blood. She cough violently as she push herself onto her arms. Doctors Glass rolled his eyes softly and pulled  the mic up.

“Alice! Get up or I get subject 109 to do it.” Y/n’s eyes shot yo and she pushed herself off the ground. She panted, covered in her own blood.

“NO!” She yelled once. A mass of different lights shines from her hands as she shot a bolt as the creature. It’s screeched in agony as it dissipated into nothing. Y/n panted softly as her eyes rolled back into her skull. Doctor Glass rushed into the room, an almost fearful look.

Thorn covered vines launched out of the ground cold concrete wrapping protectively around Y/n. The vines drew more of her blood but cradled her like a small baby. Doctor Glass frozen as he watched the vines wrap around Y/n.

“Doctor Vane! End the tape!” The screen cut to black.

“She killed that thing was a bolt of lightning.” Aizawa couldn’t hear his fellow hero. His eyes trapped in the black screen.

“That wasn’t lightning, I’ve seen something like that before.” Enji quirked his head in confusion. He steeped towards the window as he watched the two children.

“When we found her, behind her the portal looked like that. All the colors mixed together in the metal conductor.” Enji nodded softly. Aizawa was the only one who saw this mysterious portal, it had shut itself down when they’d all arrived.

Outside Shoto was panting as Y/n appeared in front of him. He growled softly as he blasted as much ice as he could muster at her. The ice barricaded around her encapsulating her in a dome like structure. 

Shoto panted triumphantly as he sat on the ground. Colors of all shades began to shine into the air from inside of the dome. Aizawa moved to next to Enji as the dome exploded into fractions of ice.

The multi-colored lights surrounded Y/n as she levitated just above the ground. Sharp blade of ice blazed towards shoto as a bolt it turning it to a mass of butterflies. Shoto panted as his back hit the ground in exhumation.

Y/n allowed her shadow to covered him as she sat next to him. Not a drop of sweat on her. Her tea pot and cups appeared and she pour some tea for Shoto. She stirred in some yellow sugar and red milk into the  tea. The drink turned into a deep royal blue as she brought the cup to his lips.

Both adults ran outside to check on the two child as Shoto finished up his cup. Y/n helped him sit up with a bright smile. Shoto tiredly opened his eyes to stare at her in bewilderment. Her arms crashed around Shoto’s frame with a wide smile. Shoto slowly wrapped one tired arm around her.

“You’ve gotten better.” Y/n whispered as their parents arrived. The small smile the pair shared caused a figure in the shadows to smile softly. The sun shined down on his armor as a familiar portal opened and he walked through.

Y/n’s eyes shot to the shadows, feeling the energy grow and dissipate. Her brows furrowed as she looked back at Shoto. She held him as her father knelt down with Enji.

She’d felt that power before, and she wasn’t sure if she was happy for the moment of comforting familiarity or if she was angry that power was still surviving. 

SCYLLA

A/n: I’m finally done with this chapter, I’m super happy with it. I am announcing that I will be doing a Sleeping beauty AU with this series later after I’ve finished it. I hope you all enjoy!!!

Word Count: 2.348k

Trigger Warning: Religious themes, gore, murder, violence, suicidal thoughts, alcoholism, demons, blood,  self hatred, cannibal tendencies in flashbacks, child neglect, ptsd, self neglect, imprisonment, torture, consumption of other demons,  more warnings to follow

CHAPTER TWO

“You are a plague on this world.” He slowly circled Y/n, his ruby eyes staring down at her. The girl panted as she held onto her twin daggers.

Her upper cheek was cut, the blackened blood dripped down her. Her body was dripping in sweat. Her shoulders sagged as he continued to attack her.

“You are the famine that has killed hundreds.” His words echoed with each of his blows to her body. She lurched forwards, coughing violently as her knees his the sand.

Her head shook hazily as she knelt in the ground. His large hand cupped her cheek, pulling her face to his.

“You are the death and destruction of this world.” His nails dug into her skin as tears began to streaming down her face.

His eyes bore down at her as she panted. Her face a mess of tears, snot and sweat. “You are the Great Scylla, doom of this world!”

“…. No.”

“No?” His tone mocked her. He mocked her. His pulled her closer, his body bent over so she could see his face.

“Then what are you?” She brought her dagger into his arm and he pulled away. On shaky legs she stood, her face full of tears.

“I’m a witch.” His pale lip curled up as he pull the dagger from his arm. He threw back at great speed. Y/n’s hand flew up, grabbing around the blade of the knife.

It stung as her blood covered the knife. Then again he attacked. Again and again he ask, “What are you.” 

Again and again she repeated, “I’m a witch.”

Till she didn’t.

………………………………

Her body shot forward in her bed as her hands flew to her throat. Her nails clawed as her throat as she gasped for air. The dark walls of the room seemed to close in on her as she gasp.

Her nails bit into her skin leaving red lines. Her eyes darted around her room frantically. 

“Y/n!”

“What’s wrong!” Both ghost fazed into the room quickly approaching her bed. Charles placed his arm around her as she panted.

Edwin hesitantly placed his hand over hers, pulling them away from her throat. Her neck was red and a few small cuts covered her. 

There touch felt strange, like small tickles upon her skin.  She couldn’t really feel them but she could in a way. She felt them in her heart and her mind. She breathed out shakily as she tried to calm herself.

“Breathe mate, breathe.” Charles whispered to her softly. Her breathing remained strained as she panted.  She laid her head on his shoulder, her eyes glued shut.

“What was it about this time mate?” The tears continued to stream down her face as she sniffled. 

“Same old, same old.” She mumbled mindless as she felt Edwin’s thumb against her hand. She didn’t see the look the two boys shared. She didn’t see the way Charles looked down at her. Y/n was an enduring mystery to them. 

Sometimes she would speak on tiny things about her life before hell. The two boys could make a list of what they knew about her. In fact Edwin did have a list. 

Y/n’s mother was a witch named Melania, and she was raised in a small village outside of Salem called Widows Wailson

Y/n was extremely powerful in blood magic’s and the darker forces

Y/n had been trapped in hell for at least 300 hundred years?

Y/n was neither a sacrifice nor an evil soul, so how she ended up in hell was a mystery

Y/n often spoke of brothers, specifically her youngest brother who they only knew by the alias “little wolf”

Y/n was immortal, she would remain 16 years old for the rest of her existence. 

It was an odd list of things that they believed to be true. Y/n had never once mentioned her father, it was safe to assume he didn’t exist to her. The running theory between the boys was that Y/n and her mother had been hunted during the Salem witch trials and that somehow she ended up immortal and  in hell.

Much to Edwin’s annoyance it wasn’t a strong theory. Y/n didn’t like to speak about her past. There was so much about Y/n that didn’t add up. Y/n was not dead which was very obvious, but she’d been in hell.

Charles gently rubbed at her back as the lights from outside flickered into her bedroom. Her room was rather cluttered with magical objects, potion ingredients and other strange things. 

She was the only one with an actual bedroom. Both boys had their own rooms but no beds. They didn’t have a need for them like Y/n did. It was also nice that Y/n paid for there entire apartment with money they didn’t know how she had.

The window creaked as her red light opened  it slightly. The cold breeze drifted into the room. She sighed deeply as she closed her eyes once more. As she laid back down the two lay laid in either side of her.

“Do you guy think who were told we are and who we hope we are two very different things?” The two boys paused unsure how to answer. 

“Yes… I do believe who we’re told we are and who we are, are different. Sure sometimes the two images are blurred but at the end of the day we are not what others believe us to be.” Edwin answered softly. 

……………………………………

Pizza had to be one of the greatest inventions. As she sat on the edge of Edwin’s desk with an entire box of cheese pizza in her lap she knew the food in this age was much better than anything she’d ever had before.

She happily ate her food as she watched Charles circled Edwin with boxing mits up. His physique wasn’t prime to chasing away hostile ghosts.

“Come on, why are you so stiff? Loosen up. Come on.” Edwin could only groan at Charles words. She happily finished her first slice of pizza as Charles practically danced around.

“Come on, Edwin. I picked this just for you, mate. Boxing's a gentleman's sport, innit?” Edwin rolls, his face full of annoyance.

“When will I have to hit someone? I've been dead since 1916.” Edwin answers snippily. Y/n giggled softly as she waved her hand. The windows cracked open allowing a fresh breeze to enter. 

The boys didn’t feel the cold anymore, or extreme amounts of heat. She did though. She stared down at the pizza in her lap, she finished another slice. It was strange to her, to not be so hungry anymore. 

Life before was rough, the others in the village didn’t like her and her mother. They wouldn’t always trade crops with her family. She wasn’t used to having such an abundance of food.

It made her feel a little guilty. Her and her mother never had this. Yet now as her mother rotted she had so much. 

“Look I've been your best mate for 30 years, so I know you don't like to try new things, but it would make me feel a lot better if one of these decades you did learn to defend yourself.” Charles uttered. Her head snapped up as she watched Edwin attempt to box. 

“What am I then? A cockroach?” Edwin hit Charles hands rather gently.

“Noah mate, you’ve done great in being a bodyguard. Gave a good snaking to those wraiths in 07.” Charles laughed. Her head mocking lowered as she ripped a piece of her food off in her mouth. 

A loud buzz exhorted through the office. The trio shared a look as Y/n hopped down from the desk. She placed her pizza on a side table or and cleaned her hands.

“New case time boys.”

…………….

“Right, then. I’m Edwin Payne. This is Charles Rowland, and she is Y/n Adrienne. As you no doubt know,we are the Dead Boy Detective Agency.” Edwin told the young blonde girl ghost before them. 

Edwin sat in the chair of the desk with Charles and Y/n sat atop the desk on his right and left. 

“He’s the brains, I’m the brawn and she our power. Getting things done.” Charles answered with a smile. The young dead Victorian girl furrowed her brows.

“You are the brawn?” She asked suspiciously.

“Yeah. Why’d you say it like that?” Charles asked. Y/n giggled softly at the girl.

“No reason.” She insisted. The trio shared a quick look. The girl named Emma slowly place the picture in the desk.

“I would like you to help my friend Crystal. She’s a psychic you see.”  Slowly Y/n reach and took the picture. She slowly handed it to Edwin with a small smile.

“A medium. So she can see me even though I’m a ghost. But lately, something has been odd.” The trio stared at the picture of Crystal. She had curly brown hair, dark eyes and chocolate colored skin. Y/n smiled softly at her picture. 

“How do you mean “odd?”” Edwin asked handed the photo back to Y/n. She quickly pocketed it as a feeling of unease got her. Her heart sank into her stomach. Like a stone hitting water it sunk.

She slowly turned her head out the window. It was like she could feel a pair of hatful eyes upon her. The hairs on her skin shot up, her body itched to move. 

“Y/n are you listening.” She turned her gaze to Edwin quickly. 

“Course I am.” She uttered softly. She hadn’t noticed that she’d moved from the desk. She shuffled, leaning against Edwin’s chair.

“Yes, well we need to discuss payment. We sometimes do pro bone work but in this instance,” Edwin’s words were cute off by Emma.

“Oh, but I'm just a young child trying desperately to help my new friend. How ever will I afford it?” Y/n laughed loudly at the girl as she leaned further into Edwin’s chair. Charles smirked softly as he stood to Edwin’s right. Edwin waved his hand slightly.

“Emma Your hairstyle and Victorian coin purse point to your death in the late 1800s. Meaning you're older than us, supernaturally speaking.” Y/n turned her head slightly. 

Something was eating at her. There were eyes upon her. From every angle she could feel them. She did not like it.

“You've had plenty of time to learn how to exist as a ghost. You also have a knowledge of the arcane, as demonstrated

by the glowing magical squid as a pet. So...”  Y/n turns her attention back to them again. Charles looked at her, his eyes having a hint of confusion.

“I suspect you have the means to pay.” Charles smiled widened at Edwin’s words. 

“Next time you want to pull the helpless child act, maybe leave the magic squid at home, love.” Y/n said with a small smile, her sharp canines showing slightly.

“Fine, you twats. How much?” Emma asked. The trio exchanged smirks.

The dead boy and witch detectives had a new case. 

…………………..

Y/n held into the bars as the train began to move again. She’d pulled most of her hair back and out of her face. Demons were messy, not easily subdued. 

It was just her lucky demons seemed to be a special skill set of hers. 

Charles and Edwin moved first. Grasping onto Crystal and drawing the rune. Y/n knelt by Edwin’s side as he finished the rune and Charles’s was sent flying. 

She knelt on the ground as Crystal stuck to the floor growling. Red started to encase the struggling girl as Y/n moved her hands slightly. Slowly her eyes shifted into the color of blood as the train began to spin.

Y/n’s feet remained firmly planted on the ground as the boys fell and spun around. From the hole on the trian fell out ugly stinky wet fish. Y/m scrunched her face in disgust at the smell. 

“The fish are washing away the runes!” Edwin yelled. With a wave of her hand the fish went flying away, hitting the windows as while flowers. Charles wu ily threw the white blanket with the runes drawn into it into Crystal.

As the train began to shift again Y/n held both boys in the air. Her magic encase them in a warm embrace, like a tight hug of red. She slowly lowered them next to her side with a small smile on her face.

As they all knelt down the blanket shot up, running out of the train. Crystal’s body shot up, fear and confusion laced in her face.

“It’s okay. It’s all right now, innit.” Charles said attempting to calm her. 

“Your names Crystal right.” Y/n asked gently. She moved closer to the trembling girl helping her sit up properly. Demon possessions were always traumatic, in many ways.

“Yeah. Crystal Palace,” She paused at a loss for words. “Something… there’s uh… theres more to my name.” She stuttered. Y/n held onto her shoulders gently as she tried to speak. Her words would not form coherently.

“Oh, my god. Why can’t I remember?” She gasped leaning forwards as if to throw up. 

“Probably a temporary side effect of the demonic possession. It will pass.” Edwin said softly. Y/n shock her head softly, most demon possessions didn’t result in a loss of memories. Sure the memories could become foggy but not truly lost.

Upon seeing the look on Y/n’s face Charles perked up, “You can stay at ours for a few days, until things come back to you.” Edwin cast Charles a sharp look.

“Usually not part of our services. We're the Dead Boy and Witch Detectives. We rescued you. You’re welcome.” Edwin said with a slight nod. Y/n softly rubbed her hands against Crystal’s arms.

“The Dead Boy and Witch Detectives?” She whispered faintly.

“It's aces, right? We're ghosts, she’s a witch and we solve mysteries.” Charles answered.

Crystal nodded, her face looking sickly. 

“Oh, yeah. Ghosts. Witch. Got it. It's just a stupid fucking name.” The trio shared a sharp look. Y/n frowned, she thought the name was kinda clever.

Project SS

a/n: This is my first 100 series and I’ve had it in mind for a while. I haven’t read the books and there gonna be a few canon divergences. But I hope y’all enjoy.

Word Count : 1.7k

Series Trigger Warnings: Mentioned S/A on another character, depression, self-harm, anxiety, experimentation on children, abusing relationships, murder, blood, gore, unwilling amputations?

Chapter One

It was cold.

Too cold, my cell was at the furthest ends of the ark. Complete solitary confinement was where I’d been forced to stay. As I laid on the cold ground of the cell I stared up at the ceiling. 

The once dull piece of shrapnel had been sharpened. I’d long since carved out the constellations onto the roof. I gently traced the small scars left in my left arm and wrist, the blade I’d made still hadn’t been taken from me.

Maybe that dickhead of a Chancellor wanted me to slit my wrist. Let Kane find me bathing in pools of my own blood, it would free him of his mistakes. As I twirls the blade in my hands it nicked at the skin of my hands. 

It didn’t hurt anymore, nothing really did. 

Soft vibrations echoed down my hall as I sat up. I shoved the knife into my boot and pull down my sleeve. As I rolled my shoulders back the door slammed open. The outside worlds was filled with screams of the other teen prisoners.

His footsteps entered slowly as he knelt in front of me. I kept my eyes closed as I listened to the clocking of the guards guns and all the chains they brought in.

“Hey firecracker,” Kane paused as he knelt in front of me. I sighed softly as I held my arms up, ready to be covered in chains. After a few moments he grabs my arms and looks at my wrist.

I would imagine this hurt him, honestly I wasn’t sure. He was my father but I’d never felt connected to him. Maybe it was because I was raised in the lab and closed off sector. Maybe it was because Alice had sold me away. Maybe because I knew he couldn’t love me.

He pressed his forehead to my wrists, I could feel a tear of two slip from his eyes. Pity must have covered my face as the guards slowly began to covered me in chains. 

After I was practically dress in silver he motioned for them to pause before placing the mask over my face. He pulled me in close, his arms around me. I froze, my muscles tensed up. He placed a kiss to my temple as he gave me a final squeeze. 

“I love you.”

I was hauled to my feet before I could speak and a muzzle was placed on my mouth. I tried to pull away, fight them off but these guards held my chains firmly. They were weighting me down but I was stronger than this. 

I should be able to break each and every chain but…. I’m tired. So tired. I look back at him, my eyes pleading for him to understand. He’s familiar to me at least, I know when he’s mad or happy. I know his ticks and quirks by heart.

“I love you too dad.”

I’m pulled further and further away from him. I’m pained into a shuttle with all the other 100, their eyes all fall upon me as I’m chains to my seat. I internally grown as they pull the needle filled with a sleep drug. 

I glare up at the guard about to inject me. Does he even know where my vein in, his hands are quivering. I rolled my eyes as the shuttle moves slightly and the guard practically runs away. 

I huff softly as I lean back against the seat. I can hear everyone else being to whisper.  My god I’m tired of this shit.

“Isn’t that the girl who killed twenty guards by herself?”

“I heard she has a metal leg.”

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes as they carried in the very much unconscious Clarke. I chuckled softly as Wells turned to his ex best friend. 

As the shuttle began to drop down shaking Clarke awoke and began to yell at Wells. I quickly began to rip her chains off. Each hitting the ground with a thud.

As the Chancellor’s video came on I ignored it happily. His words meant nothing to me now. He’d failed in every way to me, he was no Chancellor. He was a coward.

“Y/n? Is that you?” Clarke’z confused voice cause the e/c eyes girl to pause. Slowly I moved her gaze to the blonde.

“Who else would they cover in chains?” Clarke didn’t answer as with shoulder length broth hair began to float around.

“Stay in your seats!” Clarke yelled as the shuttle when further down. I had finally ripped all the chains off her body. I looked at Clarke and she was motioning towards the floating boy in front of her.

I shock my head content to remain in the safety of my own chair. She glared at me giving me a look I knew nothing good would come of. 

With a puff of air I undid the buckle and pulled the glove off my right hand. My arm shot up grasping the back of him. The metal of my arm shined softly in the dimly lit shuttle.

“She said stay in your seats.” I growled softly as I pulled him down. The shuttle jerked up and grasped into a bar as we began to fall. 

I held tightly onto him as I heard Clarke yell, “Finn! Y/n are you okay!”

I groaned as we began to fall helplessly towards the ground. As everyone begins to yell and scream I just focus  on holding onto this stupid boy. 

The shuttle jerks again and I’m thrown into a wall hitting a few pipes. My vision becomes hazy as I feel blood drip down the side of my face. The corners of my eyes slowly fade into black as my vision is completely blurred.

……….

I feel a pair of small hands shaking my body roughly. I shot up pushing the person away as my vision returns. 

“Y/n?”

“Yeah?” I looked at Clarke her eyes full of relief. She ran to me, bombarding me in a tight hug. 

“I was worried.” I let her pull away my arms still at my sides. I hummed softly as I pulled myself away from her. The commotion bellow is caught her attention as she pulled me down. As she climbed down as just jumped. 

I parted the crowds for her as she walked behind me. I helped push her forward with my metal arm. The others around me pull away in fear.

They thought a metal leg was cool why isn’t my arm cool.

“The air could be toxic!” Clarke urged.

“If the air is toxic, we’re all dead anyway.” The older boy at the front voiced. I stared at him tilting my head slightly. He stared back at me then lowered his gaze to my arm.

“Bellamy?” The crowds parted as a brunette girl climbed down and looked at him. 

He turned his gaze to her his eyes becoming full of emotions. He stared down at her smiling softly. 

“My god, look how big you are.” The girl engulfed him into a hug as she breathed in deeply. I sighed softly and moved over to the panel. It was jammed and wouldn’t open the doors anymore.

“What the hell are you wearing, a guards uniform?”

“I borrowed it to get in the drop ship. Someone’s got to keep an eyes on you.” He answered. 

“Where’s your wrist band?” I heard Clarke ask as I began to try and fix the stupid panel.

“Do you mind? I haven’t seen my brother in a year.” I froze at this and turned to the pair.

“No one had a brother.”

“That’s Octavia Blake, the girl they found hidden in the floor.”

Octavia jerked forward going to attack whoever had spoken. Bellamy quickly gasped into her holding tightly to her. 

“Octavia, Octavia no. Let’s give them something else to remember you by.” He tried to calm her. The fire was not lost in her eyes as she pulled herself from his grip.

“Yeah? Like what?”

“Like being the first person on the ground in a hundred years.” He answered with a smile. I watched Octavia’s face brighten at the notion. I watched as Clarke’s eyes fell as he moved over to me. 

“It won’t open.” His eyes darted to me.

“What do you mean it won’t open?”

“The panels fucked.” He moved me out of the way to try the panel himself. 

“You’d need a shit ton of force to open those doors up.” I pause for a moment. “Lucky for you, I hate confined spaces.”

He stared at me, his dark eyes holding mine. I glared up at him as his lips curled into a smirk. I moved away from him approaching the door. I rolled my shoulder, my arm flexing against each metal part.

I slammed my fist forwards, the cool metal of my hand hitting the hot door. It flung towards the ground as people backed away gasping. 

Light hit our faces as a breeze pushed against us. I averted my eyes, the light all too bright. I moved out of Octavia’s way with a nod.

“All yours sunshine.” I mumble as she stared at me. I watched as her brother’s eyes trailed me and try then her. She took in a long breath before exhaling deeply. Her feet slowly moved forward against the metal door on the ground. 

After a moment she jumped down, her boots hitting the firm soil. She took a few more steps as I stared out at the trees. They were lush and green all over. They were nothing like I’d ever seen before.

My eyes drifted till I found Bellamy’s eyes on me. I blinked a few times unsure as to why he was staring at me. In his eyes they held a looked I’d never been given.

“WE’RE BACK BITCHES!” Octavia yelled as the others cheered. Bellamy’s eyes left me and retired to his sister as he laughed. 

All around me the others pushed forwards onto the ground in front of us. I simple stared at them all as they left cheering. After a moment when all were gone I followed. 

I left’s my boots hit the ground. I dug them into the soil as I bent down. My fingers traced the top of the grass around us. It pounced my fingertips gently. I let out a breathless chuckle as I grabbed a handful of dirt.

It crumbled in between the cracks of my hand. I brought it to my nose, breathing in the earth scent deeply. I let out a long breath as I stare out. 

Humans were finally back home. 

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Fairy of monsters

Chapter two

Monochopsis

      (n.) The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place

Alastaria sits on Blooms bed with a huff. Stella moves around (there) Blooms room in delight.

“Did you draw these?” Stella gasps.

 “Yes.” Bloom smiles.

“The one over there I drew.” Alastaria says trying to include herself in the conversation.

Bloom growls and glares at her causing Alastaria to shrink back.

“This one. Wow it amazing. It’s a beach right.” Stella questions.

Alastaria nods her head with a slight smile.

“I’m the one who gave her the idea for it. I wanted her to show more appreciation towards our parents for taking us to the beach every summer.” Bloom explains.

Stella hums at what Bloom says and looks at Alastaria’s side of the room. It was more simple. The only outstanding thing was a trophy stand and a bunch of boxes near the bed.

Stella moved over to her side and looked more closely at the trophy’s. There were lots of different ones. Archery, Full-bore target rifle shooting, Taekwondo, Jujutsu, Brazilian jiu-jitsu, Ice Skating, Swimming, and many more.

One thing similar thing to all the trophies were their 1st place. “Wow you won all these?” Stella gasped. Alastaria’s nodded her head and stood from the bed.

“What’s in those?” Stella asked moving toward the boxes.

Before Alastaria could stop Stella from opening her boxes they were open.

Stella looked in and saw a unfinished painting of somebody. Stella carefully picked it up and looked it over.

“Who is this?” Stella wondered out loud.

Bloom stared dumbfounded at the painting. It was black and white with amazing detail. The only thing missing was the head of whom every Alastaria had dawn.

“I don’t know? It’s the same dream almost every night. And almost every night his face is blurred out. Right when it starts to clear up I’m suddenly awake. I don’t know it’s just been messing me up so I painted the scene.” Alastaria admits.

“I was only asking cause I recognize the uniform. It’s a specialist.” Stella explains. Alastaria tilts her head in confusion. After all this was just a dream. A personal movie her head made for her.

“Sorry I’m a bit noisy.” Stella apologized.

“Oh no, it’s okay Stella…” then Bloom paused. Even if Alastaria was a little mad Stella just opened her stuff.

“I mean no things are not okay. For instance I still don’t understand what happened in the park.” Bloom mumbled.

“Exactly what happened.” Alastaria ponders.

Bloom put a smile on her face and grabs Alastaria’s arm tightly.

“Nothing happened to you.” Bloom whispered in her ear, then pulled away with a smile.

“Oh Bloom, Alastaria you used your powers to save me. You should be proud of yourselves.” As Stella went on Alastaria felt something.

Something or someone was watching them. Alastaria looked out the window as the world tuned out. Bloom’s and Stella’s words faded into the background of a soft hum.

Alastaria felt peaceful for the first time in a while. Whatever was watching them was safe. They felt safe. The and object hit the ground and broke Alastaria out of her trance.

Alastaria whipped around and a black blast came from her hand. After it hit the huge pencil causing it to turn into a bunch of smaller ones. Alastaria gasps in shock as Stella and Bloom stare at her.

“You both should come with me to Alfea castle. It’s a school for fairies. A new session is about to start, you both could learn to control your powers.” Stella informed.

Stella waved her hand and the pencils on the ground Alastaria had blasted were moved back into the cup.

“And I’m sure you both make excellent fairy’s.” Stella asserted.

“Where is Alfea?” Bloom asked. Alastaria nodded her head confused.

“It’s in the enchanted realm of magix’s a place beyond time and space their anything is possible. If you want to see this school I’ll show it to you both.” Stella smiled.

Stella dropped a card on the ground. It grew and the picture of the castle was clear to see.

“This is a bottomless postcard watch this.” Stella announced.

Stella stepped one the card and yelled “Magic!” Stella’s feet began to sink into the card.

“Now follow me.” Stella explained sinking further into the large card.

Bloom gasped in awe while Alastaria just stared. Without hesitation Bloom stepped on the card.  As she sunk Bloom smirked cruelty at her sister.

Alastaria watched Bloom sink in with worry on her face. Was Alastaria about to let her sister go somewhere were she could be hurt. No. Alastaria sucked in a shaky breath and rubbed her left arm.

Was she really about to open the door to a new life. Alastaria thought she would stopping living the life she wanted after that night. But for her sister Alastaria stepped on the card, willing to make sure Bloom would be okay.

•••••••••••

“Vanesa that was totally ridiculous. Fairy’s that’s crazy. And you didn’t ever stop Bloom from saying such horrible things to her sister!” Mike argued.

“Mike it’s not ridiculous, come on admit it. We both know Stella is a real fairy. That must mean Bloom is one too. And I don’t understand why you have such a problem with how Bloom talks with Alastaria. That is how siblings interact!” Vanesa fumed.

“You’re just scared! If this is Blooms true nature who are we to stop her!” Vanesa growled.

Standing from his chair Mike glared at his wife.

“Okay if Bloom is a fairy then why can’t Alastaria be one too. You don’t understand what I’m saying. I had two sisters. They acted like Bloom and Alastaria at times but never to the length Bloom takes it!” Mike yelled.

Vanesa sighed angrily. Vanesa pulled some of her hair back and looked back at Mike.

“Mike, Bloom was right.  Just because Bloom is special does not mean Alastaria has to be!” Vanessa shouted.

Mike scoffed at her and slumped back into his chair.

“Vanesa, Alastaria is just as special as Bloom we both know what! You have alway favored Bloom while Alastaria has had nothing but second rate love! It has to stop! Stella said it herself! They both saved her, they both used powers! What don’t you understand!” Mike yelled.

•••••••

“This is alfea castle.” Stella said.

Behind Stella was a light pink castle with a blue roof.

“I’m sure you’d love it here” Stella asserted.

“But what about my high school in Gardenia? I mean everything is happening so fast?” Bloom gushed.

“Blooms right Stella. As lovely as being a fairy would be our whole live have been here. Are we allowed to sleep on it or something?” Alastaria asked.

Bloom turned her head to Alastaria with a glare. Bloom grabbed Alastaria’s hand roughly.

“There is nothing for us to think about. Just me.” Bloom sneered.

“Aww I wish I had a little sister Bloom. You’re so sweet to each other” Stella gushed.

Bloom turned back to Stella loosening her grip on Alastaria. Bloom smiled innocently.

“But you’re right Alastaria. You too can sleep on it. But when I leave in the mornings I’m going with or without you two.” Stella informed.

Alastaria sighed in relief and nodded her head. This would give her time to think about everything. The ghouls talking to her, the burning sensation in her eyes, and even the black stuff at came out of her hand.

“Okay I’ll sleep on it. Now how do we get out?” Bloom questioned.

“Easy you just jump up!” Stella smiled. The three girls jumped up making excited squeals.

Downstairs Kiko ran around the kitchen. And loud bang happed at the back door scaring him. Kiko ran into the living room hitting Mikes feet.

“We’ll play later Kiko we’re busy.” Mike said looking at Vanesa. Kiko yelled at pointed at the back door.

“Hungry again? You just had your dinner you’re gonna have to wait a little bit.” Mike explained not taking his eyes off Vanesa.

Kiko hopped to the back door and tried to hold if close. Kiko struggled with the door before and idea came to him. Kiko stacked a bunch of items in-front of the door.

“What is Kiko doing!” Mike yelled walking to the kitchen. Vanesa shook her head at Mike still angry. Before Mike could get another word in there was a loud bang and the house shook.

The hunter troll growled at the pair as the girls upstairs gasped in fear. Mike and Vanesa backed away in fear at the monsters trashed the houses

“Where are those girls! And her highness!” Knut yelled.

“We’re right here!” Stella fumed.

At the bottom of the staircase the girls stood.

“Now let’s end this! SOLRIA!” Stella yelled.

A bright light came from Stella’s ring and a yellow light surround her. As the light disappeared Stella was in her fairy form. Stella was in an orange glittery top, orange shorts, orange gogo boots. Her long gilded blonde hair was in two pigtails. She had blue cuffs on her wrist and a blue headband.

Stella jumped up and kicked the hunting troll.

“You dummy you got beat by a pretty blonde!” Knut growled.

“Yes! But I’m no ordinary blonde! Bloom, Alastaria were out numbered. We’re gonna have to split them up.” Stella snapped.

“I have and idea. I’ll take some of the ghouls out front while Alastaria takes the other to the woods behind our house. “ Bloom explained.

Alastaria goes to interject not wanting Bloom to get hurt fighting the ghouls. But Bloom runs out of the front door with ghouls following her.

Alastaria growls and yelled at the rest of the ghouls “Follow me!”

Without hesitation the ghouls followed Alastaria all of them yelling in their language “ yes your highness!”

Entering a clearing in the woods Alastaria looked back at all the ghouls.

“Shit what do I do know?” Alastaria whispered.

The ghouls stood in front of Alastaria waiting for something. Alastaria stared at the ghouls as the same burning sensation came into her eyes.

Alastaria groaned in pain putting her hands on her head. She fell to her knees clutching her head. Alastaria heard the ghouls mo big closer to her but could not move.

She felt a clawed have on her shoulder and Alastaria snapped her head to the ghoul. The ghouls had sat all around her and their faces light up when she looked at them.

In a moment two ghoul went right in front of Alastaria and dropped something. Alastaria tilted her head in confusion but removed her hands from her head to reach towards whatever the ghouls had dropped.

On the ground before her was an amulet. It was an eclipse with a black gem in its center.

“It looks like melanites.” Alastaria wondered out loud.

Alastaria brought the amulet closer to her body. It gave off a safe, calm, yet dangerous aura.

“Keep it up your highness.” One of the ghouls said.

“But why? Why did to keep calling me your highness. Why can I understand your language?” Alastaria questioned.

Before any ghoul could answer a green blast hit a ghoul. Alastaria gasped and held the ghoul close to her.

A group of boys along with Stella and Bloom were standing in the forests. A blonde with mid length hair and sky blue eyes stepped forward.

“Get away from her!” He yelled.

Alastaria gasped at thought he had seen him before. The boys looked at her and gasped as well.

The ghouls charged at the boys all screaming “ Protect her highness!”

Before they could attack they were gone in a magenta light.

“Are you okay?” The boy asked. Alastaria looked at him and something in there eyes clicke.

“Yes thank you for the help.” Alastaria thanked. He nodded and offered Alastaria his hand. Alastaria happily took it and he helped her onto her feet.

“Oh Alastaria I was worried about you!” Stella cried slamming into Alastaria pulling her into a hug.

“Ya Alastaria why did you go off by yourself. You could’ve gotten hurt if it wasn’t for us.” Bloom scolded.

Alastaria’s opened her mouth to speak but closed it not wanting to argue.

“I’m Brandon by the way.” The boy now known as Brandon introduced himself.

“And they are Riven, Prince Sky, and Timmy” Stella introduced the rest of the boys.

Alastaria nodded her head and turned to the group.

“Thank you for your help.” Alastaria thanked.

The boys all nodes their heads. Stella pulled away from Alastaria and went over to Bloom.

“I’m sorry but have we met before?” Brandon asked.

Alastaria opened her mouth to speak but no words would come out.

“Alastaria come on stop wasting his time they have to leave. And we have to go home!” Bloom yelled pulling Alastaria’s arms.

The boys formed a group and Brandon looked at Alastaria.

“Bye, for now.” Brando smiled as him and the other disappeared.

……………………..

As morning came in Gardenia and Alastaria had not slept at all. She had been to busy staring at the amulet to sleep.

Bloom finished backing and came downstairs with Vanesa, but Alastaria could hardly keep her eyes open.

“What about you moonflower are you packed to go?” Mike asked.

“Huh.” Alastaria whimpered.

“We’re leaving so grab your stuff and let’s go.” Vanesa growled at Alastaria. Alastaria quick ran upstairs with the little energy she had. She quick threw clothes, jewelry, makeup, and other things into a suitcase.

Alastaria looked at her bed and grabbed and small dog plushie. She carefully placed it in the suitcase and closed it up.

She ran downstairs and Stella smiled at her.

“To magix we go!” Stella yelled as her staff glowed. Everyone was transported through a pink light. They all landed and Bloom and Stella spoke. Alastaria just shook her head trying to stay awake.

Alastaria followed after her sister as they walked to alfea castle.

••••••••••

Elsewhere on the planet of Demore a man with long redish-brown hair and hazel eyes peered down at a globe showing Alastaria walk with her family.

The globe zoomed in of Alastaria’s face and the man tilted his head at her. The eclipse amulet hung around her neck.

“It seems she has gotten her amulet back. Perfect. In time you will return to us.” The man sneered.

“Your highness.” The man cackled.

He’s Gone

I just can’t right now, I knew it was gonna happen but fuck me. He’s like gone. Ellie gets a get outta jail card for life now. God her and Jinx are in the same boat. Leave my girls alone. I just can’t.

Edit: FUCK ABBY I DO NOT CARE ABOUT HER DEAD DOCTOR DAD. HE GOT ONE BULLET TI THE HEAD. LIGHTS OUT FOR HIM BUT NO YOU JUST COULDNT DO THAT FOR JOEL!

Edit 2: No hate to her actor. She’s doing a really good job and I actually wanted to sympathize for like one second. But FUCK ABBY, not Kaitlyn

Fairy of Monsters

Chapter three

Kalopsia

(n.) the delusion of things being more beautiful then they really are

As Vanessa and Mike compliment the world around them Alastaria took in a shaky breath. Alastaria scolds herself for staying up so late but after everything that had happened how could she sleep.

I’m one night she had to make a choice that would define her future. Her sister’s future, and all she wanted was to ensure Bloom would be safe in this new world.

“Hey, it’s like there’s an invisible wall. I can’t get through.” Mike says breaking Alastaria’s trance. Mike and Vanessa both attempt to go through but are stopped.

“Where is it I can’t feel anything, are you guys pulling my leg?” Bloom ponders while walking where her parents couldn’t. Kiko grabs at Alastaria’s pant leg and pulls her next to Bloom.

“Come on mom and dad even I could walk over here.” Alastaria sighed.

“No honey, moonflower honestly.” Mike explained confusion as why he couldn’t move forward.

“Stella did you do that by any chance?” Bloom asked.

“No, Bloom it’s a protective barrier, it keeps non/magical creatures out of Alfia. I’m afraid you can’t go any further.” Stella informed.

Bloom ran to her mom while Alastaria went to her father. Vanessa began to speak softly and warmly to Bloom ignoring Alastaria. Use to the treatment of her mother Alastaria turned to her father hoping for words of encouragement.

“Moonflower, I’m sure you’ll do amazing.” Mike praised. Tears threatened to fall from Alastaria’s eyes as she hugged her father. Mike softly pet his daughters hair and pressed a soft kiss to her head.

“It’ll be okay Alastaria. I’m sure you’ll make new friends and have an amazing time.” Mike reassured. Alastaria nodded and went over ti her mother. Bloom had moved away and Alastaria hugged her mother.

Vanessa merely hugged her back, no real kindness in the hug. “I love you mom.” Alastaria mumbled.

“I-I love you too.” Vanessa fumbled.

“Kiko you keep an eye them.” Mike told the rabbit.

“Don’t worry they’re in good hands. Come on we gotta go.” Stella said to the girls. Bloom turned away from her parents and began to walk with Stella.

“We’ll be home for a visit as soon as we’re able.” Alastaria told her parents.

Stella begins to speak but Alastaria just stares at her father. For as long as she can remember it’s always behind her dad picking her up. Helping her, teaching her, protecting her. Now it’s was her turn, to protect someone.

And that someone was Bloom. Mike sent her daughter one last encouraging smile and mouthed I love you. With that her parents were sent back home.

…………….

Finally entering the castle Alastaria held onto Kiko and her bag looking around. The castle was pink, blue, and tan. It’s was beautifully built.

“Who is that lady over there?” Bloom questioned.

“Griselda head of discipline. It’s okay to let her distract you.” Stella smiled.

As the top talk Alastraria takes in her surroundings. Many fairies stand around the courtyard smiling and talking with each other.

Alastaria feels hopeful that she will make some friends. Alastaria didn’t have many friends back home. Not after the incident anyway. But this was a new place with new pro who knew nothing about her.

“Come on Alastaria don’t fall behind!” Bloom glared. Bloom roughly grabbed onto Alastaria’s arm and began to drag her toward the tall, slim, and well put together women.

“Good morning miss Greiselda.” Stella greeted. Even with Blooms deathly grin Alastaria sent her a cheerful smile.

“Well if it isn’t Princess Stella of Solaria, I never thought I’d see you here after what happened last year. I’m surprised you’ve chosen to grace us with your presence once again.” Greiselda mocked.

“I don’t give up that easily you know.” Stella smiles.

“Right, and who are your friend’s ?” The teacher questioned

“The Princesses of Callisto.” Stella informed.  Alastaria was quickly confused at being call princess.

“Miranda, and Monica Callisto.” The teacher sighed remembering the names.

“Yea that’s us.” Bloom said confidently. The trio enter the school with Bloom pulling  Alastaria’s arm no doubt leaving a bruise.

……………

“This school will be your home for the next five years, but this home can cease to be yours at any moment! This rules of this institution are based on discipline. Disregard these rules and I’ll personally escort you to the front gate! This is not a magician’s school you’re not here to learn hocus pocus! Consequently you may not use your powers in the hallways or other common areas. In fact the only places where you may display your powers is in your classroom under teacher supervision. Is that clear Princess Stella!” Greiselda informed.

As Greiselda continues Alastaria’s looks over at the girl next to her. She had brown skin, brown hair with lighter highlights in the front, and green eyes. The girl sends Alastaria a friendly smile.

“Sorry I’m late I hope you’ll excuse me.” An older women says.    

“Ladies here comes your head mistress. Attention!” Greiselda scolded.

“oh really there's no need to be so stodgy i hope miss griselda hasn't frightened you too much.” The lady smiles.

“Welcome to Alfia, the best fairy school in the whole of magics. Mind you it’s also the only one come on in ladies.” She smiled opening the door to the school.

………….

“The school is incredible. I’ve never felt so welcomed.” Alastaria laughed.

“Then you’ll like headmistress Ferraganda. She always says the same things buts she’s really nice. “ Stella gushed.

“Who are the witches of cloud tower?” Blood asked.

“Magics had three schools. Ours is one, they’re the red fountain school of specialists that’s where the squad guys go. Finally there’s the witches school of cloud tower.” Stella says.

Bloom nodded and a question pops into Alastaria’s head. Witches were all that bad. Sure some were gonna be bad but some should be good. Like everything they’re a good side of it and a bad side.

Arriving at their apartment the girls enter.

Stella points out her room which shrek share with Bloom and Alastaria shares a room with someone. Bloom steps into a vine and the plant bag in to cry out in pain.

“What is that!” Bloom yelled.

“Oh excuse me. I just got here and I left my thinks all over the floor. This is a talking plant. One of creations.” The same girl from before informed.

“My name is Flora.” Flora introduced. As her plant falls over Alastaria goes to help.

“I’m Monica, nice to meet you.” Alastaria introduced herself with a smile helping Flora with her plant. Bloom backs out of the room trying to remember her fake name when another girl makes herself known.

“Callisto fourth world of magic realms upper ring wow. That’s quite a ways away. Hi my names Tecna.” Tecna says. All the girl go and greet Tecna while Tecna tured to Stella.

Another girl enters and makes a joke about Stella blowing up the potions lab.

“Hey I’m Musa.” Musa smiled at Alastaria.

“Monica, nice to meet you. I like your pants. Alastaria compliments.

“I like pendent, wait no your amulet. It’s so cool, I’ve never seen anything like it.” Musa smiled.

In Flora and Alastaria’s room Kiko screams while being held by Flora’s plant.

“Bad plant! Put him down right away!” Flora scolds her plant. Alastaria runs her tired eyes and grabs Kiko away from the plant.

“Don’t yell at the plant. I wouldn’t be surprised if Kiko was trying to eat it.” Alastaria sighed. Flora giggled lightly and grabs a bowl.

“You hungry little bunny, here.” Flora said while pour some seeds into the bowl. The seeds quickly grow into carrots and Kiko grabbed one. Bloom marched up to Alastaria with a fierce glare.

“ I can take care of my own pet!” Bloom glares at Alastaria. Flora sent Alastaria a worried expression at Blooms harsh treatment. Bloom gripped onto Alastaria’s arm over the bruise she had made.

“Speaking of food what do you say we eat out tonight. It’ll be our way of celebrating the new school year.” Stella suggested. Bloom pulled Alastaria next to her and nodded her head.

“Great idea, that’ll give us a chance to get to know one another.” Flora says with a smile. Musa looks over at Alastaria and takes in the dark circles under her eyes.

“Anyone for pizza?” Bloom suggested when she noticed the girls eyes on her. Bloom let go of Alastaria and wrapped her arm with hers in a sisterly way.

“What’s pizza?” Musa asked no longer sending Bloom an odd look.

“Yeah what is it?” Flora pondered still feeling odd about Bloom.

“It’s the national dish of Callisto, more or less.” Bloom lied.

………….……

The girls sit down and and Tecna examines Blooms phone.

“This is horrible how am I supposed to call my boyfriend!” Bloom growled. Alastaria looked down at her lap at the mention. Flora and Musa share and look of confusion.

Tecna also send an odd look to Alastaria.

“Is there a pay phone we can use? I want to call our parents.” Alastaria asked the girls. The girls nod and point Alastaria and Bloom to a pair of phone booths.

“Hello Bloom?” Vanessa asked.

“No mom it’s me Alastaria. How’s everything going?” Alastaria mumbled. Alastaria scolds herself internally. She wished her dad had picked up but it was unfair of her to not want to talk with her mom.  It was probably her fault their relationship wasn’t as strong as Blooms after all Alastaria manly talked with her father.

“Where’s your sister? You left her didn’t you! I swear Alastaria if you left your sister!”Vanessa starts but Alastaria quickly interrupted her mom.

“No mom I didn’t leave Bloom. She in the phone wi-with her boyfriend.” Alastaria’s voice quivered at the mention.

“Oh she on the phone with Andy. Well then no worries. I trust your classes went well today.” Vanessa says. Alastaria beams at the thought of her mom wondering how her day was.

“We actually didn’t have class today. We start tomorrow, but I promise I’ll do my very best. And o won’t stop practicing my sports or anything don’t worry!” Alastaria beams.

Knut the troll passes by Blooms booth and she quickly exits her booth.

“Mom I need to go my friends are calling me. I love you.” Alastaria explained quickly.

“Okay tell Bloom I love her.” Vanessa says.

“Okay, bye mom!” Alastaria says happy she had a successful childhood conversation with her mother. Alastaria quickly leave her booth pulling out the card Musa let her use.

Finally finding her sister Alastaria gasped. Her sister was encapsulated in ice. She fail to protect Bloom. Her one job she fail.

The witch’s turned their gaze to Alastaria and the leader gasped in shock.

“Her highness.” The white haired witch said.

“Let my sister go!” Alastaria ordered. The three witch exchanged looks unsure of what to do. The leader witch walked forward.

“I’m Icy, this is Darcy” Icy said point at the brunette “And this is Stormy.” She said pointing at the purple haired girl.

“We are the Trix, it’s nice to meet you?” Icy asked.

“Im not a girl who enjoys repeating herself. Let my sister go!” Alastaria glares. The witch smile at Alastaria impress by her.

“Okay, don’t tell us your name. But we’re not just gonna let her go. Knut show use what she can do.” Icy ordered the troll. Knut fumbled at the thought of attacking Alastaria but complied.

As Knut attacked Alastaria she dodge every slow attack. Finding a pipe next to her Alastaria uses it to block Knuts fist.

“Oh come on! Use your powers!” Stormy groaned.

“ Patience sister, I don’t think she knows.” Darcy mumbled softly. Icy rolls her eyes and throws and ice spell at Alastaria. Alastaria drops her pipe and throws her hands up. Black oozes from her hands and forms and protective shield around her body.

“That’s all we needed.” Icy smiles. As the other girls appeared Alastaria fell down exhausted from the sleeplessness night and fight. Stella pulled out her staff and the group escaped.

………….

As Stella comforted the freezing Bloom Flora, Tecna and Musa helps the exhausted Alastaria up from the ground.

“I take it your name is Monica of Callisto is it?” Flora asked softly holding Alastaria. Alastaria could only nod her head.

“I’m sorry I lied. My real name is Alastaria, and I’m from earth.” Alastaria admitted.

“Why did you lie.” Tecna asked.

“Me and Bloom didn’t sign up for the school year so Stella had us lie. I’m sorry.” Alastaria apologized. As Flora confronted Stella about the lie Musa tapped Alastaria’s shoulder.

“It’s okay I’m not mad or anything. I think Alastaria is a much better name then Monica is.” Musa smiled.

Alastaria weakly smiled as the group began their way to Alfia. Flora helped the exhausted Alastaria walk while Musa guilted the pair.

“Alastaria stop being dramatic. Girls she’s fine I promise.” Bloom says not liked the attention Alastaria was getting.

“No Bloom she’s not. She’s exhausted from fighting the Trix.” Flora argued defending Alastaria.

As the girls make it onto campus the lights flood their faces. At the girls get scolded for their tardiness the girls secret is revealed. Alastaria to tired to say much just drops her head in defeat not wanting to go back home.

“Please don’t send us away. I understand we lied about who we were but we can’t go back now. Bloom’s always wanted to be a fairy and know she can be.” Alastaria pleaded with Ferraganda.

Greiselda and Ferraganda share and look about what Alastaria had said. When she was pleading to say she spoke of Blooms wishes not her own. Alastaria begin to fade out and fells herself being to walk.

Alastaria opens her eyes to see Musa and Flora helping her walk to the apartment. At the apartment the decide to call themselves the Winx. Bloom pulled out a small logo and are please with the name.

Fumbling into her room Alastaria rips off her clothes in front of Flora. Flora gasped at the scar over her arm and the other small scars over her body.

“Sorry I forget not everyone is okay with just stripping.” Alastaria realized quick putting on a simple grey nightgown with a small bow at the top.

Flora goes to speak but the words won’t leave her mouth. She wants to asked about the scars but it’s not her place.

“Do t worry about it. Your nightgown is very cute, where’d you buy it?” Flora pondered.

“I made it.” Alastaria smiled. As the girl got into vet they made light conversation about random topics. The girl finally shut off the lights and Alastaria began to drift to sleep.

Unknown to her she would have a restless night as a man watched her from Demore.

Moon Helios

a/n: we start the actual series with this chapter. This will also be the end of act one. I will post the act two characters later tonight or tomorrow. Enjoy and READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

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Word Count: 4,162k

Series trigger warnings:Child abuse, anxiety, religious trauma, racism, manipulation, division of canon, Alina hate?, trauma, ptsd, bullying, insomnia, self-neglect, mental health issues, guilt tripping, cult theme, blood consumption, cannibalism?? Lost of murder, talks of SA in other characters, S/A, Sexual acts, future smut, predatory behavior(not from Aleks) and all other shadow and bone stuff

Act I : The Return

Chapter Seven

The snow hadn’t stopped, if anything it only raged on. Y/n stood overlooking the sanctuary. Her armor glimmered under the sunlight. A bag was slung over her shoulder, golden circlet in her hair. Her hair woven into a braid with the comb from Ville as she stood next to her grey horse.

It nudged its nose into her metal stomach as she pet its mane. Maja laid on the ground sleeping soundlessly. Footsteps came up behind her.

“You’re really leaving?” He sounded hopeful, maybe this was a joke. Turning around she met Niko’s brights eye. She stared at him for a while. 

“I have to go. I promised I’d be back.” Her eyes were blank, hardly softened at the sight of him. He scoffed softly kicking at the snow. The snow bounced into Maja’s coat and she growls softly. He mockingly growled back at him. 

“Will Egon even let you leave?” She nodded her head soundlessly. She didn’t care whether or not he would let her. He couldn’t stop her even if he wanted.

“Alina is going to join the ravkan army, I can’t let her do that alone.”

“Bullshit! Mal will be with her won’t he?” Slowly she turned her gaze back to the snow wrapping itself on the ground. 

“It’s been five years Niko, I have to go back.” He glared sharply at her back. Niko couldn’t understand it, the want to go home. He hated his home, and he had a real one. He knew the orphanage was not her home.

“Why? You are home!” He yelled grabbing at her shoulder. She shrugged him off as her armor slowly fell. The thick wool cape cascades down her shoulders. Her thick black gloves embroidered with roses held tightly onto the ropes.

She attached the small cart that would hold Maja and a few trinkets of hers. Her palace wasn’t to far, she would drop the stuff off before leaving.

“How many years have I suffered for our saint.”

“We suffer always for her! It is our sacred duty as Helios.” He uttered. Y/n moved Maja into the small cart so that she could sleep. She covered her wolf in thick furs to keep the snow off her.

“I was twelve when they took me, when they took me from Kermazin. When they took me from Alina and Mal.”

“I was twelve when I was blinded. I was thirteen when my flesh was burnt and cut, the scar is still as red are the poker used. I was fourteen when I bite off a chunk of my friends hand.” She told him as she turned around. Her gaze was hardened. 

He couldn’t speak, what could he say to combat her words. He too had be scared by the life of a Helios.

 “I was fifteen when I was sent to Fjerda, forced to kill the boy I loved for a fake ring. I was sixteen when I murdered my best friend.” She trembled as her words left her throat. She mounted her horse, her hands gripping the harness. Niko grasped into her gloved fingers, a single tear falling down his cheek.

Slowly she reached her hand down, the soft leather brushing the water from his face. She held his check for a few seconds, her eyes softened. 

“I was sixteen when my friends tried to take the bones from my body. And now has a seventeen year old I have murdered countless I have become something truly ruthless. And I am afraid.” She uttered. 

She pulled back, her face hard once again. Adjusting her cloak she pet her horse, Tidal’s mane. 

“I am afraid because I have enjoyed it far too much.”  She turned away from him, the horse slowly pulling away.

“You’ll be back? Sooner or later?”

“Later, I believe.” With that she was gone. Her horse sped off into the storm of snow. 

The ravkan camp she’d been placed in was less than ideal. Alina nor Mal was with her. She was late, too late to join in and become a mapmaker with Alina. 

So now she was a simple soldier, a gun for hire. Y/n walked down the path with a humming softly. Her mind wandering as she dropped down a piece of bread to Maja. 

The hungry wolf as she was ate every bite growling happily. Y/n smiled as she watched her beloved pet run forwards. 

“The Fjerdan bitch has graced us today.” She groaned softly as she turned around. The others in the battalion had always like to use that on her. 

“How can I help you boys?” She asked with a smile. The trio behind her smiled softly. 

“Guess what?” The taller one, Lief said with a smile. She cocked her head to the side.

“We’ve just been assigned to guard the cartographers, your sister is in the group we’re going to protect.” Her eyes widened at his words. 

“What?” Her voice was barely there.

“They’re due to go to the camp near the fold. Generals worried about all the grisha with fire around our maps.” The short red head answered slinging his arm around her shoulders.

Her head tuned to him, her eyes baring down at him. A low and hateful growl came from Maja and she moved near Y/n. Quickly Roam the red head moved away. 

“They are called Inferni, and they are a part of this army. They’re not gonna destroy our maps.” She uttered softly.

“Yeah well we’re going to guard them so pack up your bag please.” Driud’s told her with a smile. Y/n sighed softly as she picked up Maja, keeping her white paws out of the mud.

She held tightly into her wolf as she walked about the camp. Maja all but purred as her legs dangled in the air. Placing her down in her tent Y/n begins to pack up. Her mind drifts to her true north.

Alina and Mal.

Y/n stood, her breath quivering as she saw her. Her sister, her Alina. She stood with a smile on her face. She was laughing at whatever Mal had said.

Mal, he was safe. He was safe with her. Her eyes swelled with tears as she took a step forwards. They were both dressed in ravkan army uniforms. 

“You two look ridiculous.” The pair froze. Slowly turning to Y/n. Like a firework Alina shot off towards her sister. She tackled her to the ground, hugging her tightly. Y/n had become a mass of tears as she fell with them. 

Mal’s arms were more muscular than when they were children. Alina was just as slender as she left. She could hear the whispers from behind her family, along with Maia’s soft growling. 

Slowly Y/n sat up with them both in her arms. Hesitantly she raised her gloved finger to Alina’s cheek, brushing away her tears. Mal laughed softly as he helped the two girls up.

“You’re back!” He laughed as he crashed into her again, his arms tightly wrapped around her. She went stiff for a few moments then nuzzled her head in his neck.

She inhaled him deeply, he smelt of pine and dirt. Ever her tracker. She pulled away with unshed tears in her eyes.  

“You both look hideous.” She whispered quietly as she pulled away. Alina rolled her eyes softly as she took a step towards her sister. 

She was different now, taller and stronger. Her eyes harder, her smile halved. She sighed again as Maja came to her masters side. Maja sat patiently as her calf as she stared at the strangers in front of her.

“You have a dog now? You never mentioned that in your letters!” Mal asked as he bent down. He reached a hand out to pet Maja. Like a puppy the war dog hide behind Y/n. She growled softly from between Y/n’s legs. 

Maja cast her blood eyes up to Y/n with a quirked look. Y/n slowly pet the soft white fur with a gentle smile. Mal frown softly as Alina laughed. From behind there commanding officer called to them. 

Y/n watched their eyes fall and she took a step forward.

“What are we waiting for? We have a country to protect yea?” Alina and Mal shared a looked. Then Y/n ringed her thick cloak from her body. She too was dressed in a first army uniform.

The trio laughed softly as they began to walk towards the camp once more. Y/n lingered behind for a moment. The more she stared at Alina the more she looked like Isla. Wide eyed and soft.

Y/n would do anything to make sure it stayed that way. 

Y/n walked to her commanders tent with a groan. She knew what this was about. It was always the same thing. She hasn’t gotten into any fights the last month. 

Well she has but it was a betting ring so that didn’t count. Maybe it was because before the messaged came to her she was on her way to a fight. She didn’t care much as she entered the tent.

“Lieutenant Bohdan, you asked to see me.” She answered as she stood stiffed. The older man cast her a glare as he threw a letter on the table. Its wax seal of the Lantsov line, double eagles. She couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

“They’ve sent another letter requesting your presence in court.” He answered to her as he held a look or annoyance on his face.

“Tell them like every other time that I am busy with the safety of this glorious nation.” She mocked softly as she sat down. Bohdan groaned softly.

“You cannot deny a summons from the king for much longer. He desperately wishes to meet you, the Blood Helios of the Ravkan army.” She rolled her neck and sighed.

“You are the first of your kind this word has truly seen, your cult doesn’t like outsiders. Yet you joined his army.” She scoffed again. Cult. What did they know of her way of life. Cult, the word was sickening.

So they devoted their lives to a saint. Others had done the same yet they were call cult. Even now, so far away from the Helios court she still prayed. How could she not, her…… her rose was now with her saint.

“He thinks he is blessed. Arrogant would be a better word for him.” She mumbled. Bohdan cleared his throat. The Lanstov was still king she suppose. 

“You are closest thing he has to a weapon on this side of the fold.”

“And yet I always cross the fold.”

“Every shipment you e even been on had made it both ways. It is no coincidence your name is always pulled.” He answered. She could feel the guilt in his words. 

“I will not go, burn the letter.” Her Lieutenant groaned softly taking the letter. He threw it over a candle and let it burn. 

“The next letter will not be denied, you will go.” She scoffed again and stood.

“I owe to no allegiance to your king, I do not serve him. I stay in her army because my sister is here. Nothing more or less.” Bohdan nods his head.

“The king will not be pleased.” He answered with a tight look. She shrugged softly as she stood up.

“Tell him that I had already crossed the fold too late for him.”

Bohdan sighed softly taking a deep breath. Y/n wasn’t a soldier to him. She served her own caused whatever that may be. 

“Honestly Bohdan do you really think the King is sending these letters? I bet it’s his little apparat who sent it, or maybe even his black general.” She amused. Bohdan raised a brown. 

“It matters not who sent it, the next one will not be brunt by me.” Y/n looked at the ashes and sighed.

“Very well, I will burn the next one then.”

Then she turned and left, Maja followed her. Summons from the king, please, she would ignore it. She didn’t need his approval to do anything. She was the Blood Helios of the first army, but she had not loyalty to Ravka’s king.

He was pig, greedy and glutinous. Some king he was, he wouldn’t even march into battle with his soldier. He didn’t plan any attacks or even show real support for his men and women.

No, he simply sat on his throne get fat next to his wife. A queen who spent the ravka’s money. As she pulled off her coat and entered the tent of sweaty men she grimaced. 

Her hands were bandaged as she found a challenger. Battles for coin were simple enough. Always helped get the blood pumping. As she finished her match quickly, earring some neredi. 

As she stared down at the currency of Novyi Zem she knew who she had to send the money to. As she turned to leave she caught Mal’s eyes. Her own glazed over him as he fought. 

She smiled and stepped towards him to watch. She could feel the disapproval of his eyes as she stood holding her small bag. 

As he own matched finished she handed him a clean rag. The brothers cheered at her side as she felt the vibrations of another move. 

“I’ll take a turn. How about it? Just you and me.” With the flick of the man’s wrist, the dust swirled at them. On instinct Y/n’s armor flashed in her body. Her arm pulled at Mall as she shield him from the dust. 

As her helmet fell she met the squaller’s eyes with her own. Mal rushed forwards to fight but was held back. 

“If you lose, you'll be in the medika. If you win, they'll throw you in the brig.” The older soldier announced holding Mal back. The arrogant squaller all but laughed as he swirled the winds again.

“Come on! Anyone!” Stepping forwards Y/n let her armor fall. Her wrist were bandaged yes but not fully covered. As if injured she wrapped them up completely, leaving no skin showing. 

“Anyone?” She asked with a blank look. The squaller turned to her with a wide smile.

“I’ve heard of you haven’t I? The cultist of the first army.” She smiled stepping towards him. Mal moved out of his friend’s grip and grabbed at her wrist. 

“Y/n,” He started but she wasn’t paying him any mind. She was almost glad her reputation proceeded her.

“You asked for anyone, don’t tell me you’re afraid now?” She mocked gently. The tent had gone all but silent. The older soldier in charge stared at Y/n. She never was one to turn down a fight. 

“Y/n we need to go find Alina.” Mal interjected attempting to pull her back. She sighed softly allowing him to lead her out. She pulled back her hand and let it fall.

“Fjerdan scum.” Before Mal could think she’d already whipped around. She move faster than the squaller could see. Her fist ached into his face as she collided with his body. 

Scum? She was not scum. She had not made a name for herself as the Blood Helios to be called scum. It took seven soldiers to pry her off the bleeding man. Mal has quickly grabbed onto her shoulder and leaned her away.

Her bandaged were coated in crimson as she left. Speckles of the red dripped down her face. She didn’t think much of it, wasn’t the first time, wouldn’t be the last. 

“You never can back down from a challenge can you.” She was silent as she walked next to him. Mal would never understand her. Alina could never understand her. But they saw a change within her.

They couldn’t hold her as easily, she pull her arms away. She wouldn’t sing to them anymore. She could hardly bring herself to draw when with them. 

“I’m sorry.” She answered. Mal chuckled softly as nudged her shoulder quickly. 

“I don’t think it’s a bad thing, you just need to learn to not be so angry all the time.”  She hummed softly. Her anger had protected her for the most part.

Maybe Mal was right, maybe she should control her anger. However what good was her anger if concealed. 

Y/n smiled softly as she allowed Alina to pull her into a ground hug. She hadn’t wanted to but gave her sister this. Alina has been on the road for a few weeks now. 

Whether she likes to admit it or not she missed the smell of her sister. Charcoal, paper and sweat. She smelt of the drawing room Egon helped her craft in her palace.

Egon.

They hadn’t spoken much since she left. It had only been a few months but the distance was jarring. She missed her ꎇꍏꀸꀸꍟꋪ. He’d always been next to her.

When the hunger of fasting took all her strength, he helped her stand. The sword became to heavy in her arms, he trained her to lift it. When she wept over Ville, he had held her tightly. When she sat as her roses grave, he tied the blue ribbon for her.

From Niko’s letters Egon wasn’t much better. He was gloomy and rarely partook in the celebrations anymore. He would hardly smile when the young and older Helios would dance together.

Niko had been begging for the past week for her to go back. If only for the lighting of the barrier celebrations. Y/n knew she would be able to go. Bohdan would understand.

She just couldn’t go.

There was something deep, primal gnawing at her core. It had kept her rooted in place, in the first army. Something was about to happen. She could all but feel it in the vibrations of the world. 

The earth itself was trying to speak to her. Try as hard as she could, Y/n didn’t know what the words were. The song the earth played was off key for her.

“Come on Y/n, the bells just rung.” Alina smiled softly. Y/n blinked at her sister with a smile. Alina tugged gently as her hand. Her normal back gloved with roses on them protected her.

Y/n followed behind her sister, the innocent look on her face brought a smile to her own. It was times like this Y/n felt like the older sister. In reality the sisters didn’t know.

They had arrived at the orphanage the same night in two baskets. 

Each basket had a small note stating their names and nothing else. They chose to believe themselves twins by different fathers. 

By the time Bohdan has begun to speak Y/n was already done. She left Maja back at her tent, so the others crowded around her. She watched Alina’s gaze move to the poster. The propaganda that ravka has made against the Shu Han.

She reached down and squeezed Alina’s hand. Alina’s chocolate eyes bore up at Y/n’s harden e/c eyes softly. Y/n looked down for a moment and gave her a slight smile. The cold leather was peaceful against Alina’s skin.

There was a Fjerdan poster too, it simply didn’t bother Y/n as much. She was Fjerdan, that would never change. She learnt the language, learnt her peoples customs. There was a beauty in the great ice land, not grisha but to her.

The snow was cold and fierce. The air thin and made you cough. The people unamused. They were everything she was in one way or another. Fjerdan has her heritage, nothing could ever change that. So why would she bother. 

“Gunman Y/n Starkov and Tracker Malyen Oretsev.” Y/n head perked up, her eyes on Mal. 

“Did he? But you’re in our unit.” Alina mumbled her eyes on Mal. Y/n scoffed softly, Bohdan had to be wrong. Mal was to stay with Alina since she would be crossing the fold.

“It has to be an error. It has to be.” Mal uttered.

Scoffing Y/n replied, “It better be.”

“Didn’t sound like an error, Mal.” Alina answered dropping Y/n’s hand. Her gloved hand returned to her side as she stared down at them both. As they were dismissed Y/n stepped forwards towards Bohdan. 

“Mal?”

Well, if it does work, I'll get to visit Ketterdam.” He amused as she walked away.

The skiff placement was in fact not a mistake. Bohdan’s hands were tied in the issue. The Darkling wanted a tracker in the other side of the fold to look for something. Rage boiled inside of Y/n.

They had stuck a deal months ago. She would go into the fold as many times as need to ensure her family stayed together. Twelve times has she journeyed through. Twelve times had Bohdan kept his promise.

She wanted to scream at the sky. Her family wasn’t safe ever. If she prayed more to her Sol saint then she already had, she would look mad. Extremist, cult girl, fjerdan bastard. She could the names ragging war in her head. 

She could keep Mal safe, no doubt in her mind. Something was just off now. The world was trying to warn her, but she could not hear. Hearing had never been her strong suit. Blood first questions later. 

Her rose was much better than hearing. She had to hear. With no voice or eyes, to hear was her only vice. When twig crunched, she would hear. Every secret and lie she heard. 

It was her roses gift from there saint. Y/n wondered what her saint would think of her now. Was she a disgrace? She’d left her saints temple. Her saints army to join one of a false king.

Her saints was a holy one, made of the sunlight that could burn and break as well as glow and shine. Did her saints admire her devotion. The blood she’d spilt in her name.

“I thought I’d find comfort here.” Y/n smiled faintly as she watched Alina sit next to her in the perch. The entire laid before them.

“Planning a coup?” Alina giggles. Y/n shook her head softly. 

“Hate to burst your bubble Lina, the only coup I would dream of planing is the ravkan kings. Not this base.” Y/n countered with her most gentle smile. Alina stare at her sister for a few moments.

“You weren’t at dinner.”

“I wasn’t hungry, plus the cook doesn’t like me.”

“I know the feeling.” Y/n’s brows curled upwards at her words. It was no secret many didn’t like the two sisters. Y/n didn’t understand it.

“I could sacrifice the cook, like how everyone thinks I worship.” Alina laughed brightly. Her smile reached both side of her face, showing off her pearly white teeth. Even coated in sweat and dirt Alina was still beautiful.

There was an innocence to her face. Round like a child in a way. A small bit of baby fat, the smallest amount. Meals were an odd thing in this army. Y/n was trained for hunger, Alina less so.

“Do you even wonder how our life’s would be if…. If you never left.” Y/n hummed softly.

Such a word would never exist. It couldn’t. Y/n was hand picked by her saint to become a warrior.

“I am nothing without my saint.” She whispered so low Alina could not hear. It was a confession she only dare to utter with other Helios. It was a chant she would sing into battle in her saints name. 

“What was that?” Alina asked, her voice calm. 

“If I’d never been taken I would still be here. Not as just a gun for hire but more. I’d like to think I’d be a commander by now. With money so you and Mal would be with me. You could draw as much as you want and Mal… Mal could find and keep as many bunnies as he’d like.” 

Silence engulfed the pair. Alina’s eyes were 

strictly on Y/n. The soft shadow the lights brought to her face. The hallow bags under her eyes. The gentle shimmer to her skin under the moonlight. The single hair out of place. The way her e/c were muted so slightly.

“I think I would’ve liked that.” Y/n then looked back at her. Their eyes met, neither sister looking away.

“I doubt I ever would’ve gotten so far here, not with my fjerdan side so prominent. Maybe I could’ve been a pirate instead.” Alina laughed again as Y/n let out a small giggle. Alina smiled more so, the tiniest laugh has escaped Y/n.

“We’re both misfits, me half Shu, you Fjerdan Y/n.” Alina mumbled. 

“Finally found you both.” Mal’s distinct footsteps came up behind them. Y/n stood and grabbed her satchel.

“That is my queue to go.” Y/n said standing up. Mal furrowed his brown and went to grab her arm.

“Why?” She raised her shoulder. 

“Maja needs to be fed, before she eats Lief. She has been eyeing her muscles.” Her family laughed at her words once more. Laugher, the most addictive drug. 

As she left there laughed was gone. Like any drug she would protect and covenant it. 

Divider create goes to @astralnymphh

mattheo riddle x pregnant!fem!reader ???

The scenario: You hid your pregnancy from him because you were afraid he would order you to abort your pregnancy because you were still 'students'...:(

A Miracle

a/n: I’ve been taking a small breaking from writing but I’m trying to get back into the grove. Hope y’all enjoy.

Warnings: talk of forced abortion, pregnancy, birth, teen pregnancy, allusions to smut

Y/n couldn’t stop herself from shaking as she sat on her boyfriend, Mattheo Riddle’s bed. He stared down at her, a pained expression on his face. Her heart pounded in her chest like a she was running. Tears threatened to explode from her eyes like a bomb. Slowly Mattheo lowered himself down and kneeled right in front of her.

“Princess… why didn’t you tell me?” Mattheo pondered softly as if speaking to a frightened doe. In many ways you were his doe, with your big e/c eyes and pretty smile. “I was scared.” You muttered. He placed his slightly roughened hands on the bed at her side.

“Why?” You couldn’t answer. Tears poured down your face. His hands instinctively wiped the gushing tears.

“Why princess?” Mattheo repeated.

“I was scared you would make me…. Make me get rid of them.” Mattheo froze, his puppy brown eyes falling. His princess thought he’d make them get rid of their baby? His heart shattered as he saw the pure terror in her eyes.

“Princess…” Mattheo slowly brought his hands to your cheek, wiping the steady stream of tears flowing from your eyes. Mattheo would never make you get rid of your baby.

This baby was a part your you, a part of him, a part of them. It was a sign of their love, a love that Mattheo thought he’d be denied. As the son of the Dark Lord, he never expected to fall in love. Much less with you, his perfect girl.

Who always helped the younger Slytherins, always gave everyone the prettiest smile, always happy with your pretty doe eyes.

Mattheo never thought you’d love him, that he was capable of being loved. But here you were, sobbing on his bed, pregnant… pregnant with his baby.

Mattheo knew the risks of having sex without a condom, normally he was so good at pulling out with they went without one. However after he finally beat Potter in the match he couldn’t keep his hands off you. The both of you hand no control over yourselves and didn’t care.

“What do you wanna do?” Mattheo voiced firmly. He needed to keep you steady.

“I’m scared Matty, I dunno know what I wanna do.” You cried softly, hands buried in his sheets. Mattheo quickly brought you into a tight comforting hug. He rubbed her back in soft circles.

“Whatever you want, we’re gonna do it together.” Mattheo mumbled softly into her ear. Y/n sniffled softly as she hugged him tightly.

In the end the pair kept the baby, and in nine months they had a beautiful baby girl. Helga Riddle and she was their miracle.