"What does all of this have to do with me?"
Wednesday asked.

"My dear Wednesday, you are the key. And Y/n, you are the lock. An Addams falling in love with an Islak. For the second time."

"It's Caddel!" Y/n yelled furious.

"Liar! We both know your last name is Islak. Iva Islak is your ancestor."

"What are you talking about?!"

"You don't remember?" Laurel laughed.

"No! What are you talking about?!"

"February 17th, 2006. Your grandma was talking to you. She brought up Iva. It triggered something in you. So she gave you something, specifically a necklace. It had a crystal. The crystal was made of blue and red tiger eye mixed together. It was a symbol of insight, confidence, strength, will, power, luck, and tranquility."

"

اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.

(Imagine the two eye colors combined

اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.

(Imagine the two eye colors combined. Then keep the eye shape though.)

"Wednesday, your arrival at Nevermore set the chubby wheels of my plan in motion. You developing feelings for Y/n..That made my plan more successful. Goody sealed Crackstone in his sarcophagus with a blood lock. Only one of
her direct descendants can open it. Same with Iva. All I need to do is mix your bloods together."

Wednesday thought back to her first meeting
with Goody at the Poe Cup, when she called her
the key and Y/n the lock.

"A living descendant on the night of a blood
moon. So...I bided my time, and I made you two feel special until you were ready to be sacrificed."

Laurel smiled sinisterly.

...

In the back of a police car, Xavier was
struggling against his restraints.

"Damn it." He swore.

"Quiet!" Sheriff Galpin snapped. He had just
gotten a call. "Santiago, what's up?"

"Sir, we got a situation. Eugene Ottinger' Amin
just called, frantic. Something's going on at
Nevermore."

"Get a couple cars over there, ASAP." He
ordered.

"That's just it, I can't. The tires on all the squad
cars have been slashed. Every damn one.

"Alright, I'm on my way." The sheriff made a
quick U-turn and started speeding back to
Nevermore.

...

Laurel grunted as she dragged Wednesday's
body towards Crackstone's sarcophagus. She
grabbed a knife and cut Wednesday's palm,
making her wince.

She went over to Y/n and cut her wrist instead of palm. A vital place for her kind. Even though it's only her left of her kind.

She dragged Wednesday and Y/n together. She forced them to put their blood together. Y/n held Wednesday's hand as they put the blood together.

Y/n's body started to glitch like earlier.

"Screw you Iva!" She yelled in pain, as her body wasn't stopping the glitch like form.

Y/n needed to hold onto something. She grabbed Wednesday's arm and stuck her teeth into it. Wednesday didn't mind. She just cared about
Y/n in the moment. She was scared for her. Y/n's body wasn't stopping until Laurel pulled them away.

Y/n grunted as she hit the floor.

But Laurel didn't care. She picked her back up and took her to the sarcophagus. She placed her wrist onto the blood lock.

The lock glowed a bright red, and burned
Y/n's hand. She grunted in pain, and
managed to pry her hand off the lock, and
tumble into the floor.

Laurel smiled smugly, and dragged her away
from the coffin and shoved her against the wall, right beside Wednesday.

"Are you okay?" Wednesday whispered to Y/n.

Wednesday's could see Laurel sucked the life and power out of her.

"Wednesday..I need..I need you to grab my necklace and..and place it in my hand."

Wednesday hesitates but nods. She turns Y/n's head a bit and moves her hair. Then Wednesday unclipped the necklace on the back of her neck.

"Here." Wednesday says, giving her the necklace.

Y/n takes the necklace but she doesn't do anything with it. She just whispers something in a different language, before putting it on Wednesday.

"What are you doing?"

"Just..stay still." She managed to say, even with all her power gone.

Laurel then grabbed the Book of Shadows and the other book. Then opened it to a page and started chanting an incantation in Latin.

While Laurel was busy chanting, Wednesday
reached her hand into her shoe, and pulled out a
hidden switch blade. She then began to pick the
lock on her handcuffs.

Laurel finished the incantation and waited with
baited breath as thunder began to boom, and
the body parts all began to glow. Symbols were
illuminated on the ground around his coffin,
and lightening sparked from the lock, and
spread to each of the electrical devices on the
jars of the body parts.

Black smoke leaked from the sarcophagus and swirled around and around. When it cleared.
Joseph Crackstone was standing there, looking
very zombie like, holding his cane.

Laurel smiled proudly and stared at Crackstone
in awe.

"I am of your blood." She announced to him. "I
have summons you to rid the world of outcasts
once and for all!"

Crackstone stared at her and held out his hand
that had a ring on it. Laurel rushed forward and
kissed it.

"My vengeance will be swift and true."
Crackstone said, with a gravelly voice.

Wednesday managed to pick the lock on her
handcuffs, and she stood up. "As will mine."

Joseph Crackstone turned to her and pointed
his staff at Wednesday. Magic flowed through it,
and it pinned Wednesday to her spot.

"Goody Addams. You haunt me still. You will
suffer the same fate you bequeathed me. As will
your little beloved."

Joseph Crackstone took out a knife and stabbed Wednesday in the stomach.

"Now burn in the eternal fires of hell. Where
you belong." Crackstone hissed, as he twisted
the blade.

Crackstone took the blade back and stabbed Y/n as well.

"Good bye, Iva." He said.

Joseph Crackstone and Laurel walked past them
as Y/n still laid on the floor. Laurel sucked the power and life out of her.

"Sweet dreams Wednesday and Y/n!" Laurel called as she and Crackstone exited the crypt, leaving Y/n and Wednesday to die.

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