《Shades of Red |Karl Heisenberg x child reader|》Episode 11 || New Plan...
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I ran quickly up the stairs, groaning with each step. It actually surprised me that Alcina was helping us again after... I went against her plans.
"Moreau! Donna! We're back in business baby!" I slid into the main hall, my coat flapping behind me.
Quickly, I summoned my hammer. I didn't remember where I left it, but I immediately felt the familiar buzz as it shot towards me.
I grabbed it in my right hand, my left still holding my bloody side.
The wound caused a small steady pain, but it was manageable. Besides... we had more important things to do.
We all met in the main hall, ready to take on Miranda once and for all.
It was a strange sight, even for me. A fish monster, a broken doll, the doll maker without her veil and covered in blood. Not to mention Alcina towering over us with her blood stained gown. (Y/N) looked normal and unharmed, and of course I was the cherry on top, with my ungodly charm.
"Alcina... you know I hate to do this, but you're incharge. What's the plan?"
She sighed and I noticed her wounds had been shut, probably by the kid.
"We did have a plan, a good plan in fact, but you had to get sappy and ruin it..."
"Yeah and I'm sorry about that... but now we have another chance and I'm willing to listen to you. Please Alcina."
A soft groan escaped her lips, along with some curse words that I deemed were not very Lady like...
"Alright, first we need to figure out where Miranda disappeared off to..."
"She's at the ceremony sight... but the whole village is filled with black tree thingys..." The kid spoke up.
Alcina nodded as if checking something off a mental check list.
"Now, Karl... you need to bring those experiments of yours, Donna, dear, can we use some of your dolls? And... Moreau bring some explosives please. (Y/N), you're gonna come with me."
I was still trying to get over the fact she knew about my army, that I almost missed what she said about the kid.
"Wait, wait, wait. Why us the kid going with you?"
She sighed as if she were dealing with a kid, which didn't make since since I wasn't a child... and also I was asking a reasonable question.
"While you and the others gather everything, I'm going to try and get (Y/N)'s... monster form. I mean, they won't be able to do as much like that..."
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I felt the insult even if it wasn't aimed at me. Though she was unfortunately right.
I nodded and she dismissed us. I was the first one out the door, nothing was going to stop me from beating Miranda this time... Nothing.
I didn't know what to think. Sure I'd seen Alcina's and Heisenberg's monster forms, but that didn't mean I had one... right?
Slowly I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. My energy got drained after welding metal together... so I didn't know how I was going to be able to do this.
Alcina pulled me along until we were outside in the vineyard. The wind slapped my face as we walked.
It was an large open area. Far enough away nothing else would be damaged.
"Alright, (Y/N), you know what we're doing correct?"
I nodded my head. "I've seen Karl in his monster form... but I don't know how to do it."
She plucked a cigarette out of nowhere and lit it. "Everyone mutates in their own way... with their own triggers. Some find it easier to transform. Normally it happens with stronger emotions, though."
I sat on the cold ground, nodding alone with everything she was saying, but in all honesty I didn't understand most of it.
"You must form a stronger connection to your cadou, even if you are afraid. Close your eyes and listen to these words."
My eyes closed hesitantly, and I took a slow breath.
Alcina spoke softly at first, words I had never heard before, but knew them.
"Lasă aceste cuvinte să te transforme, să-ți facă corpul să crească și să te aducă mai aproape de monstrul de dedesubt."
I felt a pull in my stomach and I thought I would puke. My head was spinning and the sounds around me quieted. My breathing and the Romanian words were all I could hear.
I opened my eyes, but it wasn't the same sight. A empty, frosted, field stretched as far as I could see.
Even though I wasn't there physically the sight made me shiver. My breath hung in the air in a misty cloud.
"Ah! You're here... finally."
I spun around, which made my vision blur. Before landing on a shadow figure.
The wisps of darkness pulled together to form a human shape, only to change a second later into thay of a monster.
I tried to speak but my lips felt glued shut.
"Sorry, dear, no words for you here. This is my time to talk."
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The voice echoed across the empty plains making my head feel clouded.
"You've come to connect with me, I assume? Well in that case, you might want to sit down."
My knees buckled under me and me pants dampened from the ground. I didn't have any control over my body, and the biting cold only made it worse.
"You want my help? To help fight a battle with that witch? But what do I get from this? What do any of us get from this?"
The figure paced back and forth, leaving no footsteps in the snow.
"Sure, I'll help... but you have to prove you deserve it. You have to give me a reason."
The shadow floated towards me, I could almost make out a face in the black mass.
"I'll be watching. Don't fail me."
Almost in slow motion I fell backwards, the world shifting around me. I couldn't hear anything but the distorted laugh of whatever that thing was.
I gasped as I sat up, my eyes adjusted to the new light. Alcina kneeled in front of me, a concerned look on her face.
"(Y/N)? Are you alright?"
She pulled me off the ground and helped me back towards the castle. It wasn't even that cold out, but my hands and face were freezing.
I sat down on the steps in the main hall, I tried to heat my hands up, it barely helped. I felt weak.
Pathetic
"We don't have enough time to try again, that took to long as is... Let us go. Mother Miranda isn't going to postpone her ceremony any longer, I'm afraid."
She carefully pulled me along the path towards the center of the village, where we left Chris and agreed to meet with the other lords.
Lycan bodies surrounded the center of town. Smoke curled from the windows of burning buildings, illuminating the coming dark.
A shiver went up my spine, though if it was from the gruesome sight or the frosted vision I couldn't tell.
"(Y/N)! Thank Miranda you're alright... I mean don't thank her that's kind of the reason we're here..." Karl let out a nervous chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.
I looked at the mismatched group. Chris and his men huddled off to the side, guns and grenades at the ready.
Donna, still without her veil, sat surrounded by dolls. Angie was no where to be seen.
Lord Moreau, surrounded by explosives... it wasn't a sight I thought I would see. Ever."
Finally though, Heisenberg. Behind him stood about a two dozen experiments. Almost all of the group were regular Soldat Zwei, but a few Panzers littered the mix.
"Here is the plan... we will split into two groups. One stays up top and the other enters the mold to find the megamycete... if we destroy it, Miranda will be weakened... hopefully.
"That's when we meet her at the ceremony sight, with enough time to finish this once and for all... any questions?"
I shook my head. Alcina had explained everything pretty well.
Nobody spoke up, but Chris had a look of defiance on his face.
"Perfect... Karl, Donna, Me and some of your men Chris, will stay here. The rest of them, you, (Y/N), and Moreau will head down into the mold."
We all nodded and I helped Moreau grab some of his explosives.
Chris spoke into his earpiece, and not long after what looked like a bomb was dropped.
The mold exploded and a bright light clouded my vision.
"We already cleared out the hostile bioweapons earlier. We were just waiting for the go ahead."
Alcina nodded, seemingly impressed, then motioned for us the head down.
I got a last glance at the group before my eyes caught onto Heisenberg's. His eyes were pleading, but he nodded encouragingly.
Quickly I nodded back and followed Chris down into the hole. The stench bringing tears to my eyes.
Note from Author
Omg. I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry! I haven't uploaded in so long and I feel so bad because it's the end of the story and everything. But I had my final exams and everything. Then I needed some time to my self and to spend with my family, and I felt kinda stuck at one point and didn't know what to write. But I'm back now!
Kinda... I should have plenty of time to write now since its the summer and I'll be in the car for like a million years, so hopefully I'll finally be able to finish this story. I love it but it's taken me so long to finish and I kinda want it to end!😫
Anyway I really hope you guys enjoyed and I will try to get the next episode out quick! Love you guys and you're support means the world to me. <3
Love your Author (;
Also P.S I might change the name of the story! So don't freak out.
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