𝑯𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒅'𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓 [Lyney x reader]

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The world lurched sideways as Lyney's words slammed into you. "What?" Your voice ripped through the stale air, each syllable laced with disbelief. Your pupils dilated, threatening to eclipse your irises altogether. "Aurelie?" The name tumbled out, raw and ragged. "Alive?"A frantic energy thrummed beneath your skin. Your chest constricted, making each breath a fight for air. Your mind, once sluggish with grief, crackled to life. A thousand questions are hammered at the forefront of your thoughts, each demanding an answer. "Where? When? How?" But they remained trapped within the frantic storm brewing inside you.

Lyney's voice, heavy with concern, cut through the chaos. "Mon amour?" he rasped. His hand, warm and calloused, reached for yours, but a tremor wracked his body. His brow furrowed, then creased in a grimace as a fresh wave of pain washed over him. His hold faltered, and his eyelids drooped, threatening to surrender to the encroaching darkness.

Lyney's body fell to the ground as a blinding light blinded his eyes, bringing him back into that starry abyss. "Mr. Magician, we finally found you!" a familiar voice called out. "Madame Genevieve?" he called out before blacking out.

"My lady! We found them!" Genevieve shouted as you rushed to her side. Looking at a small sphere showed the image of Lyney and Lynette. Locked up like animals. Their faces pale. "Get them out of there as fast as you can!" You shouted. Genevieve reached her hand out to Lyney, but some force stopped her.

"Genevieve?" Lyney's voice hitched as Genevieve's expression curdled into a mask of disgust. "But... my Lady, I can't!" Another bloodcurdling scream pierced the air, this time from the opposite direction. "What do you mean you can't?!" You roared, your voice raw as you scrambled towards Genevieve. Your breath caught in your throat as your eyes landed on a shadowy figure that sent a jolt of recognition through you.

A chilling voice slithered through the tense air, "I found you, once more... (N/n)." Lyney spun around, his blood running cold at the sight behind him. There, bathed in an unsettling darkness, stood the very woman who had haunted his nightmares - the one who had inflicted pain beyond imagining.

A gasp tore from your throat. "Aurelie?" Your heart pounded a frantic rhythm, a deafening drumbeat of fear.

A chilling smile curved her lips as she uttered, "I'm sorry, but you can't have him yet." Your vision blurred with unshed tears as you gazed at her, disbelief and anguish warring within you. "Aurelie, you can't be serious!"

"Adieu, (Y/n)," she hissed, a cruel smile twisting her features. With a sudden, violent motion, the shadows writhed and contorted, forming gnarled hands that clamped around Lyney's throat and pulled him into the abyss.

UNEDITED

07/17/2024