Summary: The annual cross-country run has finally come and, whether you like it or not, you’re doomed to spend your morning baking in sweltering heat and pushing your legs until they scream.
When you trip and twist your ankle you wonder if there’s any point in hoping someone will help you, especially when certain athletic students seem hellbent on winning.
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The Great Seven must have grown tired of your prayers to survive the Cross-Country run. You’d had your hands clasped together all morning begging them to fill you with some divine stamina.
In the dining hall, dozens of students from your gym class had overflowed their plates with protein in preparation for the big event. But their discussions all seemed to point towards the same question:
What was the point in running at all?
Winning was out of the question. Especially against Jack and Vil whom ran for fun and had physiques like marble statues. The pair were nowhere to be seen at breakfast. No doubt they were already warming up on the field.
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Your gym kit clung to your skin. The race hadn’t even started yet but you were dripping with sweat. Vargas had chosen to host the run on the hottest day of the year.
Was it too late to fakean injury?
“Take your marks!” Vargas raised the start pistol high into the air. After quickly checking no one was on a broom- BANG! You were off.
A few souls were stupid enough to sprint ahead, but were soon overtaken by those going at a steady pace.
Your heart trembled in your chest. Lactic acid gnawed at your muscles, begging you to stop. But once you’d gotten over the first bout of exhaustion, you settled into a steady jog. Others were beginning to find their rhythm, too, and soon the race became spaced out.
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Unkempt grass ticked your ankles, birds twittered in trees; making bets amongst themselves on which runner would beat whom. A dainty breeze glided across your boiling skin and kindly chilled it. You almost forgot you were on a run at all.
Is this how Jack and Vil feel when they run? you wondered. No wonder they did it for fun. Jogging through the countryside was blissful. Your leisurely pace had probably put you at the back by now, but you didn’t care.
“Don’t drag your feet as much, you might hurt your ankle.”
You jumped and spun around, colliding straight into Jack Howl. You couldn’t believe it. Surely the wolf beastman ought to have been miles ahead of you. Did that mean you weren’t as bad as thought?
“Thanks,” you squeaked, pushing yourself off his chest. The two of you settled back into a rhythm after exchanging awkward apologies. “Why are you so far behind?” you asked. “Don’t you do ten laps of the school before breakfast every day.”
“We’re not passed the halfway point yet.”
Your heart dropped into your stomach. “You’re kidding.”
“Nope. Vil and I have a bet to see who’ll win. Even though I’m a beastman that exercises a lot, I’m not immune to the fact if I over-exert myself I’ll bonk out. It’s best to go slow for 95% of a marathon, and then burn everything you’ve got left at the end.”
“If we’re not even at 50% I don’t see how I’ll even see 95% of this through.”
“And at 10%, when the lactic acid kicks in, no one can imagine getting to 50%. Yet here we are.”
Jack slicked his hair back from his scalp. His muscles glistened with sweat as his chest rose and fell like a powerful engine. There was certainly something about the strongest kid at school subtly reassuring you that made you want to see this through to the end. Even if you weren’t in contest with anyone, the determination to prove Jack’s words weren’t wasted was enough to spur you on.
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The morning ticked by and you hadn’t seen anyone for most of it. The occasional students you passed were walking and chatting. Regardless of how much Jack barked at them to at least try and run the whole thing, he was shrugged off.
“They could be worse,” you said, running a little faster to keep from getting scolded yourself. “During cross-country at my old school these boys parked their cars at checkpoints around the course. Whenever a teacher was coming, they’d brake and run to a different car. They were caught in the end and we made to do the whole race again in the pouring rain days later.”
Jack clamped his lips together. Had you upset him? Had you opened yourself up to receive a lecture on those boys’ behalf? His face contorted as if pressure was building inside it. Then, to your relief, his mouth burst open with a booming laugh.
“Serves them right!”
You would have laughed too had you not smelled musty perfume on the air. Vil Schoenheit suddenly came running up behind you. His stride, his breathing, the way his sleeves were rolled up to his toned biceps, was perfect. You’d forgotten how powerful the man was under his dainty exterior. “Kick it into high gear now, Jack,” he said, picking up the pace. “The finish line’s practically a stone’s throw away.”
“Go on!” You clapped Jack on the back.
Jack didn’t need to be told twice. Without taking his eyes off his competition he picked up his knees and started running. It was incredible. How did he have the strength to do that? Vil’s shoulders tensed at Jack’s heavy footsteps crushing the grass behind him.
You didn’t want to miss a second of their silent fight.
Somehow, you had a little bit of stamina left. Jack and Vil were neck and neck. When one pulled forward, the other pushed themselves to catch up. They seemed like perfect counterbalances, forever exchanging strength from one to another so they never lost their flow.
You were so absorbed in what you saw that you hadn’t noticed your shoelaces had come undone. Jack had been right. You shouldn’t have dragged your feet so much. If you had listened, maybe you wouldn’t have tripped on them. Maybe you wouldn’t have fallen over. Maybe you wouldn’t have heard your ankle click.
Pain shot up your leg. You screamed.
Jack’s ears twitched. He spun around and froze at the sight of you writhing on the grass. Vil’s less sensitive ears didn’t seem to hear you. And if they did, he ignored you and kept powering ahead. Jack was caught at a cross roads.
Ever since turning up in Twisted Wonderland the likes of Jack Howl was the last kind of person you’d expected to befriend. He was - quite literally - a lone wolf, with physical fitness and sporting prowess being his key motivations. Despite being a part of your first-year squad, his commitment to exercise was what kept him from mingling with you and the others the most.
Still, you clung to the hope he’d help you.
Jack turned and ran after Vil again.
You weren’t sure what you were crying over: the pain in your ankle, or the fact you’d been left like a wounded horse to fend for itself. You tried to focus on the fact you wanted Jack to win. It took your mind off it, a little. Friends supported each other, right? You didn’t want him to fail because of you.
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“UNLEASH THE BEAST!”
You turned towards the sudden cry and saw a cloud with paws bounding towards you. Now you’d definitely gone mad from the heat. It looked like a shaggy sheep. A sheep with sharp teeth. And fur. Whatever it was you couldn’t get away from it. You were too tired to even scream.
Once the beast was upon you it immediately shimmied its snout under your back and shook its shoulders to ease you onto its hide.
Fur, soft as silk, stroked your clammy face. You felt like a cygnet in its mother’s eiderdown. Satisfied about how it had positioned you, the wolf took off at a leisurely pace. You winced and seethed, but your noises were always met with the wolf looking back to check on you.
Before long, you reached the finish line.
Most of the students were already there, laying on the grass with increasingly reddening skin. Vil was one of the few still standing. He stood with his arms crossed and head cocked back in triumph.
“Turning into your wolf form, Jack?” said Mr Vargas, looking up from his clipboard. “I’m afraid you’re going to have to run the whole thing again for cheatin- Oh.”
Jack knelt down. You were resting peacefully on his back…and how could you not have fallen asleep against such fluffy trapeziuses?
Vargas looked you over and sighed at your ankle. It had turned purple. If it wasn’t broken it was definitely sprained nastily. “Perhaps I’ll make an exception for this then. Everyone! Hit the showers! See you again tomorrow for flying class.”
While Vargas went off to get his first-aid kit, Jack busied himself by taking your shirt collar in his mouth and laying you down flat on the grass. He made sure to keep your ankle elevated on his back. The pain woke you up and he whined in apology.
A mere glance into the wolf’s eyes and you knew who it was immediately. “Jack?”
He chuffed affirmatively.
You couldn’t stop your smile. Did you seriously mean enough to someone in this world that they would sacrifice their pride just to make sure you were alright? The very thought made the tears flow.
Vargas came back with a pep in his step that put you at ease. Surely a bad injury wouldn’t make your teacher happy. “It’s a good thing it’s flying class tomorrow, (Y/N),” he said heartily. “Whether you have a broken ankle or a broken neck, you can still fly a broomstick.”
Or not.
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Author note:
What’s this? 2 fan fictions in 2 days? Que!?
Yeah ^^” I’m back on the old horse by the looks of things.
Truth is that I’ve caught COVID and have not spent a second away from my computer over the last 4 days. It’s definitely an ideal time to get stuck in with writing. I hope you like this one :) I haven’t written a fic on Jack as one of the protagonists before!
*This is based on the birthday lines the boys say to you and my best reactions to some of them. I have linked the video so pls show your support to the person who took the time to translate it for us.*
Another that got deleted. Tumblr is out to get me.
One Light Blue Petal And One Fluffy Cloud
▪Jack… was not too bothered by his black and white view of the world.
▪He could at least tell the snow from everything else, and it wasn’t like he didn’t depend on his other senses more anyway.
▪Still…colourssounded… nice.
▪He really wanted to see what his cacti actually looked like.
▪Yes, he barely focused on the soulmate part at all, he just really loved his cacti.
▪Okay so maybe he wanted to meet you, butonlybecuase he was curious!
▪When he got home from his first year at Night Raven College for the holidays, he did not expect to run into you at all.
You had recently gained the opportunity to visit onw of the coldest places in Twisted Wonderland, and you did not mind at all.
The mountains, the snow, the scenery in general just… blew you away. So of course you were going! And you were snowboarding no matter what!
On your fourth day there, the town you were staying in got a whole lot busier, as it was the end of the school term. Heh, at least you got to leave early.
You were up at dawn, as usual, to go snowboarding before it got busy. It was part of your daily routine. Get up, snowboard, eat, take a walk, shop, eat, sleep, repeat.
You did not see anyone else when you started boarding, dashing through the snow faster than you ever had before.
Then you did see someone.
A rather large someone.
With a tail. And wolf ears.
Right in front of you.
You screamed out to them, but they didn’t hear you and you couldn’t stop in time.
CRASH
You both went sprawling onto the cold, soft snow in a tangle of limbs and boards.
You grunted under their weight. “Off! Get off!”
They- a wolf guy?- scrambled to get off of you. “Ah shit. Sorry I-” You were positively fuming, good mood ruined. “ You better be sorry! What the hell is wrong with you?! Were you not paying attention?!”
As you got up, you heard him growl. “Were you? I’m pretty noticeable, y'know.”
“Now listen here, mister!” You spun around to face him, looking right into his eyes… only to be overwhelmed with nothing but colour.
You stumbled back, blinking in shock. Shaking your head, you lifted your gaze to stare into two wide, shocked eyes and then it clicked.
“Oh.”
He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “I’m… Jack Howl.” He mumbled. “Nice to uh… meet you.”
You said, giving your name in the most grumpy tone you could manage, even though you weren’t that bothered anymore. “Real pleasure.”
Jack sighed. “I’m… sorry. Okay? Neither of us were paying attention.” You paused. Alright, fine, you were being a bit of an ass.“…Yeah. I’m sorry too.”
Jack smiled a little and you swear his tail was wagging. “Would you like to get something warm to drink?” He asked, holding out his hand.
You smiled back, and accepted his hand, picking up your board as you did so.
“I’d love to.”
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A/N:@haunting-song here you go! I’m so sorry your ask got deleted- I hope you enjoyed!
Time flew past as Wanda both tackled personal research and NRC studies and soon, it was the time for the finals of the terms.
Since she had a lot to look up to, she only studied for the lessons that were useful to her such as the history of Twisted Wonderland. She learnt that the Hades that Ignihyde was based on wasn’t the one she knew. This one was blue instead of red but they worked similar regarding making deals. She thought to ask the person who was the most likely to know about him later on. At that moment, she knew about Hades of Twisted Wonderland enough.
She also learned TheGodofChaos’ name there was Eris which was unfamiliar to her. However, Eris also had a book on Twisted Wonderland. While she wasn’t able to recall the exact name of the book she saw in her memories, she knew it was written by TheGodofChaos and she needed it.
While her classmates struggled with spells, Wanda was able to wish anything into reality so spellcasting and potion lessons didn’t take much of her effort. She was also more in control of her powers now.
However, her knowledge and talent wouldn’t make her pass the exams so she used her mind-reading powers during the exams and passed with flying colours. Although, the same couldn’t be said for her friends. She thought they studied hard on their own but turned out that they made a deal with Azul just like many other students.
Her friends except for Jack who studied by himself had anemone on their heads. Azul was making everyone work for him for free thanks to the deals he made.
Truthfully, Wanda didn’t care if they had a study guide. It meant they actually studied for exams unlike her. Of course, any logical person would want the best outcome with minimal effort. If the guides they got at the NRC were so well then her friends just like many others wouldn’t want a proficient guide from Azul.
She was just annoyed with them for not reading their contracts. She wasn’t going to meddle with their affairs until Dire blackmailed her. If only she knew how to shift the matter into the things she wanted or created food out of thin air. She promised herself to work on it, hoping that she could do it with her exponentially improving powers.
Jack and Wanda went to the root of the current problem, Azul but they found the twins at the cafeteria. The twins were giving off a suspicious aura. One didn’t need to be an empath or mind reader to know that they were manipulating the conversation in a way they wanted. Floyd seemed aloof but he was as smooth as Jade in turning the conversation in their favour. They suggested Wanda make a deal with Azul to save her friends who basically begged Wanda to do it.
Since Wanda just wanted to get over it so she agreed to meet with Azul. Yet, when they arrived, Azul was nowhere to be seen and the twins asked Wanda and Jack to work as Mostro Lounge was overflowing with customers and there weren’t an adequate number of waiters. Jack agreed to it while Wanda refused at first. Then she agreed for she was going to use this opportunity to practice her levitation magic. If it didn’t work then good for her. If it worked, then she would be of help to her friends.
At first, she was slow and some orders were inaccurate or a mess. Floyd seemed to have fun watching her make a mess. She slowly made fewer mistakes. She didn’t even look at where the order was supposed to go. She just thought of it and it levitated towards the target.
When the rush hour died down, Azul appeared and asked Wanda and Jack to come over to his VIP Room. The first thing both Jack and Wanda noticed was the giant vault at the back of the desk. “Look at that huge vault… It’s like some kinda bank.” Wanda rolled her eyes at the obvious safe.
Wanda knew that Azul wouldn’t release her friends right away. If he had that plan on his mind, he would have done it already so she cut the chase. “BothJadeandFloydsuggestedImakeadeal.Giveneverythinghappenedsofar,Iknowyouwanttomakeadealwithme.Justtellmewhatyouwantinreturn.”
Azul acted offended at first, he dramatically sighed, “To think you consider me this way,” he sighed again whilst Wanda arched her eyebrow. Then he chuckled, “You want to make a deal with me? I am honoured.” He formed a contract with his magic and laid it in front of Wanda and Jack. “Since I’ll free your friends, you need to give me something in return. I bid you pilfer a certain photograph from the Atlantica Memorial Museum in the Coral Sea before the sun sets on the third day from now.” Wanda was reading the contract when Azul continued, “Considering the big ask you’re making of me, I would need considerable collateral.” Jack asked what it was. A faint smirk adorned Azul’s face, “I want your power as collateral, Wanda.”
He looked so smug about it as if he knew she couldn’t say no to save her friends. Jack was flabbergasted but he understood it was Azul’s plan all along.
Wanda chuckled at first, then couldn’t contain her laughter. Both Azul and Jack were surprised to see her reaction. Jack expected to see her angry whereas Azul expected desperation from her. Neither thought she would laugh out loud yet she found the situation quite amusing.
Givehimatasteofyourpowersjustlikeyoudidbefore... The Voice spoke once again. Her memories about a witch wanting her powers were surfacing in her mind.
“Youremindedmeofsomeone,” Wanda said as she raised her hand in front of her, slowly moving her fingers. A small magenta sphere formed in her hand and she moved it along with her fingers as if she was rolling a coin with her fingers. She was focusing on her hand as she spoke. “Shewantedtoownmypowerstoo.Doyouwishtoknowwhathappenedtoher?” Her gaze fell upon Azul as she finished.
Azul was taken aback by Wanda’s reaction and her chilling gaze. The aura around her shifted completely. Wanda could sense his doubt and anxiety, which made her smile wider and make Azul feel more uncomfortable. Jack was also startled by the sudden change in Wanda’s behaviour and voice.
Azul coughed twice before fixing his composure. “You can tell me after we sign the contract.” Wanda heeded him no mind.
“Youwantmypowers?”Wanda spoke again, her voice sounding deeper than usual. Jack and Azul were startled by the sudden change in Wanda. They both saw the magenta mist covering more and more of Wanda’s arms.
“Wanda, calm d-” Jack tried to evaluate the situation. “I understand your hesitation but you will have your powers back if you complete your end of the bargain.” Azul tried to reason with it. He planned to coerce her more but seeing Wanda’s eyes glowing pink made him stop in his tracks.
The magenta mist became more visible around her right hand while an energy sphere was forming in her palms. “Takeit.” Wanda said softly before sending an energy ball at Azul. The magenta mist covered his chest as he was sent back flying to the wall, flipping the couch he was sitting on. “Youwantmore?” Wanda asked rhetorically as she formed another energy sphere with her left hand. “It’sallyours...” She blasted him again, causing Azul to scream in pain.
She suddenly appeared in front of Azul as if she teleported a few metres, “Thelastpersonwhotriedtotakemypowerslostallofherpowersatmywill.Shecouldn’tevenrememberwhoshewasafterIwasdonewithher.Doyoustillwantmypowers?”
Azul was coughing, overwhelmed by the sheer power of Wanda. Hearing the commotion inside Floyd, Jade and Grim burst in. All were shocked to see Azul sitting on the floor, leaning back against the wall. “Stop.” The moment that word left her mouth, both Jade and Floyd stopped in their tracks, couldn’t move an inch.
Wanda looked at her hands, all of her fingers and a small portion of her hands turned dark grey-black. Justlikethelasttime... She thought, observing them a bit before turning her attention back to Azul. “Iamareasonablewoman,Azul.Idon’tthinkyouwantmypowersanymore.” She asked softly, raising her left eyebrow.
“N-no,” Azul answered between coughs. Wanda hummed in response. She placed her hands in front of him. Her magic in magenta mist form flowed from his body to her hands, restoring her power and the original colour of her hands. She twirled her hand and the cough came back to its original state. “Youcanmovenow.” She said to free the twins. Grim also rushed to her side as she sat where she was sitting before. “Hereismyoffer.Basedonyourstudyguideandexamscore,Itakeityouknowalotofthings.DoyouknowthenameofthebookwrittenbyTheGodofChaos?”
Azul gave her a look containing distaste and fear. He cleared his throat and sat back in his original place. “The Book of The Damned?”
That’sit... The Voice spoke. “Yes,aren’tyousmartass,hmm?” Wanda answered. “Iwilldoasyouask,retrievethatphoto.Inreturn,youwillbringmethatbook.Givenyourknowledgeandconnections,itwillbeeasyforyou.Asforcollateralsforeachofus,youcanhaveRamshackle.Incase,youdon’tholdyourendofthebargain,Iwilldestroyallofyourcontractsandmakeyouliveyournightmaresoverandoveragain.Deal?”
Azul hesitated. He would get what he originally wanted before the twins told him that Wanda could mind-read. Also, he thought she didn’t know where his contracts were. Plus, he doubted her threat about nightmares. Still, he was considering what else he could take advantage of.
Seeing him take too long to answer, Wanda added, “Ifyoudon’tacceptitnow,Iwilltaketheshortcuttoendthisbullshit.I’llblastopenyourvaultan
Wanda’s memories were coming back gradually but they were jumbled. She couldn’t understand much of them. They sometimes popped up in her mind during the day and sometimes appeared in her nightmares. She didn’t get who was who in her memories. She just had gut feelings regarding them. On top of that, she had to continue her research.
While being overwhelmed by everything going on, the ghosts mentioned an annual game at the NRC. Hearing that Grim wanted to play and she joined him to distract herself.
During the game, she was able to attack the ghosts with what she did during her fight against Riddle despite her power being weaker now. She was confident at offence and didn’t even think of defending until one of the ghosts attacked her. She instinctively swang her hands in front of her while her fingers formed a sign and a magenta-coloured transparent shield formed in front of her, protecting her from the attack.
She was familiar with this magic too. After the game ended, she tried making it again but failed which made her consider that this was just done in panic mode. She decided to work on it as well.
Whilst Wanda was researching The God of Chaos along with many other topics, she started to have visions again and got interrupted by yet another situation at the NRC. Instead of doing something himself, dire told Wanda and Grim to investigate the series of mysterious accidents.
She told the situation to her friends and after Trey got injured, Riddle and Cater joined in their investigation. They visited other Spelldrive players who got hurt and potential targets. They learned that the ones who got hurt lost control of their bodies for a moment.
Wanda thought they were mind-controlled by someone as she saw faint images of a similar situation in her memories. She wanted to be more certain before she told her group so she didn’t say anything.
Riddle, Cater, Ace, Deuce and Grim were talking to the Leech twins. She wasn’t focusing on the conversation which seemed to get heated. The moment she saw them, she felt a familiarity.
“Iamatwin,” Wanda said abruptly. Her friends were bamboozled by the out of blue information reveal. “Wanda, we can talk about th-”
“Hisnamewas-no-isPietro.” The words left her mouth without realising it. “Okay…” They said before continuing to talk with the twins.
Wanda wasn’t paying any attention to them. The name Pietro was echoing in her mind. She was trying to recall how he looked and what else she recalled other than the name, getting lost in her own world.
“Axolotl didn’t run away hehe,” a voice came above her. She looked up to see the Leech twins smiling down at her.
“EvenifItellyoumyname,youwillcontinuetocallmebythenicknameyouchosesincethat’syourthing.Ihavenoreasontofearyouasyouwouldn’tbeabletodosomethingIdon’twant.” She looked into his eyes as she spoke monotonously. When she finished, Floyd let his arm down, opening his eyes and pouting “You are no fun."
She turned to the other one, ”Youbothknowwhat’sreallyhappening,don’tyou?That’swhyyoudrovemyfriendsoffandansweredelusively.“ The second one chuckled. Before he could comment, Wanda added, ”Ican’thearyourthoughtsfullybutIcansensethem.Iknowyouaren’ttherealculprit.Iwon’tpryintoyourprivacyaslongasyoudon’tstandinmyway.“ Hearing what she said, Jade’s eyes widened before he changed to his usual expression. She didn’t have to reveal information about her mind-reading abilities nor how she sensed the truth but it didn’t matter at the moment.
After the twins, they went to talk with the Savanaclaw student but he ran away after stealing Riddle and Cater’s pens. Following that student-led the gang to the Savanaclaw dormitory, they met Jack and the other dorm members caused a commotion.
Them acting strange made Wanda feel suspicious of them. While she was pondering if she should read their minds and invade their privacy to find the truth, the commotion led to the group being challenged to play the Spelldrive. Thankfully Cater was with them so he was more experienced.
Don’tshowyourpowers... Said The Voice. Listening to The Voice was always in her favour so she followed its command. She sat on the benches and observed the players. Suddenly, she noticed a familiarity with her premonitions. When Riddle was the problem, she had visions of Queen in their dorm based on. On top of that, Riddle’s personality was similar to the Queen. Now she noticed the lion and hyenas she saw in her premonition were similar to Leona and Ruggie. Thus, she thought they were the problem this time.
The game ended and the gang left the dorm. She told them about her suspicions and they agreed on the Savanaclaw acting shady. As it was too much for a day, they all went back to their dorms.
Wanda had a lot on her mind, preventing her from sleeping so she went outside for fresh air and to organise her thoughts but she saw another suspicious person. "A child of man, are you?” the guy with horns asked.
Youarenotahuman.Youareamutant...Said the Voice. She didn’t know what exactly mutant was but it was the second time the Voice mentioned and she felt in her bones that it was telling the truth.
She checked him out before shrugging in response. His horns and black and green themed clothes reminded her of someone she knew from her past but she couldn’t put a finger on it.
The horned boy and she talked some more before she asked his name which he gave an elusive answer. “AreyouafraidthatIwon’ttalktoyouifIknewyourname?Dopeoplefearyou?” Wanda asked after him not telling her his name. She sensed discomfort and fear from him but not from her. The more she looked at him, she heard faint whispers about him as if she was still reading his mind but it wasn’t as loud as reading minds.
“Youcan’tcontrolpeople’sfears,onlyyourown,Malleus.” The words left her mouth spontaneously which surprised her companion. “Idon’thavemanymemoriesbutIknowwhatit’sliketobefeared.” She added. She pondered if she should tell how she knew his name but he might think she invaded his privacy so she didn’t say anything. “Thank you, child of man,” Malleus said before apparating away. She thought she knew this magic too and decided to try it when she got more of her memories.
The days were passing fast while Wanda and her friends, joined by Jack, was investigating the case and she was getting more premonitions. And the day of the Spelldrive game came. The gang was able to piece things together and figured out Leona’s plan, making a plan to counter it. That’s how Wanda and her friends ended up in Savanaclaw, confronting Leona.
He made his dorm attack them. Her gang defeated them easily while she sat that one out. They revealed how his plan failed. That’s when things went south. Leona grew unstable and verbally degraded his dormmates, especially Ruggie. The atmosphere felt the same as when Riddle overblotted. “Bah, I’m so sick of this nonsense. Shut UP, you nobodies!” Leona shouted and the air felt dry suddenly.
The situation was going bad rapidly but the upcoming chaos was reliving Wanda. She didn’t care about sand hitting her in the face or the others panicking. Her ecstasy came to an end once Leona revealed his powers “That’d be my signature spell. The King’s Roar. Ironic, isn’t it? Nothin’ the savanna hates more than a drought. Yet its prince’s magic desiccates everything—reduces it to sand.”
This time he fought against her friends and got defeated again. Then the short guy with magenta-black hair started to provoke Leona. Meanwhile, Wanda was once again in panic mode upon seeing Leona’s unique magic. Tears started to fall down her cheeks and then to the ground when she thought of someone being able to make people and objects disintegrate made her feel so sorrowful to the point she wanted to cry out. She wasn’t able to focus on anything else until the chaos around her grew exponentially. She was physically and mentally feeling better in the chaos despite her mind being filled with thoughts of disintegration.
Wanda heard a roar coming from where her friends were and saw Leona’s overblot form and the wraith behind him. Her friends decided to hold him off while the rest went to get the principal or ran away.
She shook her head, trying to push disintegration thoughts back of her mind. The circumstances were dire and her friends needed her. She could feel the power flowing inside her growing stronger and stronger. She ran toward her friends and stood in front of them, between them and Leona.
Leona attacked them without a second thought. Deuce yelled at her “Wanda, step back!” followed by her other friends calling out to her. She didn’t even look back. With a stoic expression on her face, she moved her hands in front of her, her fingers making a sign. A huge magenta coloured transparent shield formed in front of her, shielding her and her friends. Her hands once again were covered with magenta mist.
She didn’t lose her composure while defending, after a few moments, her friends and Ruggie understood that she’d defend while they attacked.
They started to attack Leona. After a few hits, he staggered back. That’s when Wanda dropped the shield and sent energy blasts toward him. Her blasts were stronger than the ones she sent to Riddle. Leona tried to counter it but Wanda was faster. At last, she twisted her wrist. The pink energy ball in her hand shone brighter before she blasted him. Leona got knocked out and the environment went back to its original form.
The magenta mist surrounding her hands stayed longer this time. When things got resolved, Wanda spotted Grim finding the black stone. Before he could eat it, Wanda said “No,” and Grim stopped in his tracks. He tried to move but couldn’t budge a centimetre. She picked up the stone and with a flick of her wrist, Grim could move again. He insisted on eating the stone but she didn’t listen to him. She was going to show this to the principal and demand an explanation after the game ended.
After everything came to a resolution, Dire wanted Savaclaw out of the game but the once injured players convinced him otherwise. Wanda, Grim, Ace, Deuce and the ghosts of Ramshackle were going to play against Savanaclaw dorm as the initial unofficial match in the stadium. They all prepared for it before arriving at the stadium.
Iwanttoheartheirthoughts...People’s thoughts flocked into her mind the moment Wanda thought about herself. She wanted to win the game as a payback for what Leona and Ruggie did. She thought they could win if she could know their attacks.
The crowd was loud, cheering for their teams, the media was covering the match and Wanda was barely able to control her powers while focusing on others’ thoughts. She thought she could manage it but everything around her was starting to exhaust her.
She was making a shield to protect herself from incoming attacks while sending energy blasts when she saw an opening. She was so focused on her mission that she didn’t react fast enough when the Spelldrive disk flew towards her rapidly. She was about to make a shield but she was too late and it hit her on the forehead before she lost consciousness.
I finally edited all of my twst x reader fics to twst x mc on AO3. You can access them here. I didn’t realise I had written so many TWST fics until I put them here.
And lastly, this is where I properly introduced my OC. She is my MC so I started from the very first chapter and covered the first 4 chapters of the prologue
All these being shared, I don’t feel motivation to write for twst at the moment. If I write, it’d be commission or if I want to develop my OC more via more fics and chapters. Other than that, I will continue to share memes, incorrect quotes and headcanons from my main.
The lack of updates and the huge breaks for main story updates made me lose interest in twst. Yes, we got event stories but I’d rather have main story completed.
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As of now, I will focus on my Black Widow fics and original content as I am currently planning to write my own Otome Isekai
Thank you for the views, kudos, reblogs, follows and comments. They all uplifted my mood every time I saw them on my notification.
Thank you for being with me through my fics from crack to angst, from healthy relationships to yandere <3<3<3
