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Assistant: Title: The Hand That Takes
        Author: thatsthebratworst thatsthebratworst 
        Chapter: 1/15 
        Summary: End of season 1 the pair experience feelings for one another during their hug, after they go back to their dorm to take care of each other and things progress. Wednesday marvels at Enid's werewolf abilities and new wolf like passions while Enid just marvels at Wednesday. Afterwards Tyler is taken to the Jericho County Sanitorium for Outcasts, and meets a relation of a deceased Nevermore student. A new danger sets its sights on Wednesday, a danger that Yoko has a past with. Back at Nevermore a new werewolf arrives and aggressively pursues Wednesday, triggering a protective Enid. Slow burn with early misunderstandings turns into angst, sm@t ,and fluff. My take on who the S1 final episode stalker is. The a/b/o stuff is purely cultural to werewolves not physical and is the target of a deep dive on problematic werewolf culture. ie doesn't play into the sm@t, only the plot.
        Contents: Chapter 1: Beginnings and Endings
    

    


      
        
          This fic is a work in progress so I periodically reread and edit older chapters, ill always add in chapter notes if I have changed any plot points, which I've only done once. Mostly I just fix any mistakes and expand areas where I feel its a little light.This fic doesn't start out very sm@tty but that grows later on. First major smut in chapter 6. Earlier chapters do have some dirty moments though. (just a PSA for you terrible depraved perverts out there 😉)Also feel very free to comment even on older chapters! I love it, I love talking about the story, its never an annoyance.
            
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    Wednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair stood embraced just outside Nevermore Academy. Victory was theirs, Crackstone was dead again and Thornhill defeated. Two warm arms were wrapped around Wednesday, the owner of whom had just fought and defeated a Hyde to defend her life. Wednesday Addams never allowed people to touch her. Recent experiences had reinforced her early life lesson the murder of Nero had taught her. Her beloved pet scorpion... People were not to be trusted; those cruel town boys who ran Nero over, normies and outcasts who ostracized her for who she was, and Tyler who led her to believe his affection was true. Stealing the first romantic affections she had expressed to another... and her first kiss... then he manipulated and tried to kill her. The raven could still feel his crushing monstrous hand around her neck. His hate filled eyes boring into her. Eyes she had seen full of affection for her, or so she thought. She instinctually began to push her friend back, that is until she looked at the blonde girl, her expression nothing but adoration and relief. Looking into her eyes she found she was taken hostage by their unabashed honesty. The girl was crying with joy to see her friend alive, a sight Wednesday had never seen before. Her eyes were glassy from the tears and in the moonlight, they shone like two sapphires. Beauty incarnate the goth thought. But unlike mere rocks these precious stones shone more the fiercer from the rabid affection and devotion that washed over them at the sight of the wounded but okay Wednesday. She returned the hug, tighter than before… Wednesday decided then and there that, though her usual response to attempts at human contact was an icy stare that promised violence, Enid was the exception. She had earned her trust. And Enid had been wounded fighting the monster she had failed to identify in time.The creatures blood still covered her she noticed, but that monster’s blood daring to hide Enid’s colour from the world was only the first affront to the seer’s eyes. The wolf's face is injured, a nasty claw swipe decorated the frontal temple of her skull. Deep, but not life threatening.I will kill Tyler for this, if he still lives. She vows to herself.Enid was strong, made evident to Wednesday by the power of the arms surrounding her and the new cords of lean but powerful muscle in her back, yet even in the blonde's passion she was holding back. In the werewolf's arms she could sense the trepidation around her new power, afraid to lose control in her passion and hurt Wednesday. It ignited something in Wednesday, to be wrapped in Enid's powerful arms, something she had never felt before... a heat... She blinked a couple times quickly to focus. No doubt more injuries covered the girls body below her pink overcoat. She needed to assess what was hidden below that coat... Assess for injuries of course. This pink overcoat, its presence annoyed her for some reason beyond its colour... she wanted it gone from their embrace. And her wish was nearly being answered she realized… it was not adequately performing its duty of being clothing with Enid’s arms around her shoulders. Their first hug was starting to lack a layer between them and beginning to give Wednesday an intimate knowledge of the differences in the proportions of the two girls. Enid is blessed with more than just beautiful eyes. She catches herself thinking. Wait… don’t notice that. Protect her. The seer lowered her arms to the blonde's waist, pushing her coat closer to closed, making sure the crowd of Neanderthals around them couldn't see any skin they had no right to witness. Luckly Enid also noticed their little predicament, snatching her coat closed between them with a new slight pinkness to her cheeks, then quickly relaunching her embrace of the goth.“Wends your okay!! I was so worried, I smelled your blood in the air then I couldn’t find you and everyone else is here but you were gone and nobody knew where you were. Nobody knew anything…” Flew out of Enid’s mouth “I was so scared I lost you...”She tightened her grip around the goth, beginning a wolf hug suffocation Wednesday decided she could accept as the cause of her death. A whine and a half growl half hhrmmph slipped from the pink coated girl before she noticed the crushing power the embrace had. She backed off with a new awareness of just how much her first transformation had strengthened her.“Enid, I am okay. Are you? You’ve been wounded.” Wednesday raised her hand to gently cup her face. “We must return to our dorm, I have medical supplies.”“Wends…” Enid smiled “Paramedics from Jericho are coming and ill be fine, werewolf healing and all that.”“Plebians who couldn’t stich together a cadaver. No. Mi Loba will be tended to by Addams standards. Come please, lean on me if you need.” The goth announced as she heralded her colourful roommate home, surprised by just how comfortable she truly was with this new world of physical contact from the blonde.“Mi Loba??” Enid queried“Its Spanish, and unimportant” since when have I been calling Enid that? Have I said that before? No matter, I endangered her yet again. I will not allow anyone’s hands to heal her but my own, none are more skilled. Wednesday rested her hand on Enid's lower back, ushering her, and choosing to ignore the thoughtful face Enid made towards her.The crowds of nevermore students huddled together behind them as sirens from the arriving emergency vehicles of Jericho announced the official end of this hopefully final attempt to destroy them by the Thornhill family.The pair entered their colour divided dorm now holding onto each other. The left side of the dorm was an explosion of light and colour, the right side dark and minimalistic. In combination the room found balance and a strange comfort in its conflicting themes. Below their dorm window groups of nevermore students trickled back to their own dorms, heralded by the school's prefects as staff contended with how to move on with the school year post undead pilgrim attack. Most likely an early winter break was in the institution’s future.Wednesday sat Enid down on her bed and fetched her medical kit from her desk. Right under her typewriter. She brought the kit back and set about unpacking the supplies. Clinically she began surveying the slashes on Enid’s face and with her consent opened her coat to assess the damage to her body. Enid’s arm covered her modesty while Wednesday gingerly inspected her ribcage for broken bones. The deeply hidden excitement the goth initially felt at the idea of getting that pink coat off Enid faded, Tyler had done a number on the werewolf, no matter how quickly they heal.
  Her resilience is remarkable, the claw marks are already beginning to heal, though they will still need stiches. Truly a formidable beast Mi Loba is. The more minor cuts on her body have already healed, the bruises will take longer, however. But nothing broken... Bruises… and cuts… normally I love to see the kaleidoscope of colours these cause on a body, but on her, caused by that boy… I hate it. I hate that all I can see when I look at them is the consequences of my own failure… I kissed that boy. Then ran when I should of-Feeling eyes on her she looked up to notice a sapphire pair looking at her.“Its not your fault. I can’t remember everything about what happened, it was hazy when I was wolfed out but ill never forget seeing that monster holding you up by your neck... in that forest. I hated it, and I hate Tyler for daring to touch you” a low growl emitted from the wolfs chest and a trembling fury rose to the surface of the normally docile girl “I wanted to rip out his neck with my fangs. Slash him open, snap off his d@mn hands... And I would do it a million times over to stop you from ever having to see that f@ck@ng boy again!” Waves of rage and surprise washed over Enid's face.Wednesday stood up and cradled the blondes head to her chest. “Shh shhh mi Loba, you’ve defeated him, that is enough. And I… I’m sorry for… everything.” Quickly Enid deflated from her fury in the goth’s arms.“don’t be sorry, ill always fight for you Wednesday.” Enid muffled out from within the goth’s chest "And I don't want to jinx it but I can definitely get used to this new touchy/feely Wednesday Addams."Wednesday was distracted by the pleasant sensation of feeling Enid's smile form across her chest before she intervened "Never! I am not... feely, I merely noticed your distress and my... distress at seeing it... I'll admit. And took appropriate action." She felt the wolfs smile widen then she sniffled… and sniffed again, and nuzzled her head into Wednesday, moving it to her shoulder and side. “Your hurt, and I can smell something wrong on you. Some scent, not rotten, but like something that wasn’t… and now is? I don’t like it. I really don’t like it wends.”“I don’t know, I was shot with an arrow, and some other minor cuts but don’t wor-”“Wednesday!! Show me it now!” Enid launched herself up to Wednesday’s shoulder, simultaneously pushing the girl down onto her bed, pulling her coat off and pushing her shirt down over her shoulder to find and treat the most offending of her annoying goth’s totally not a big deal arrow wound! While the seer huffed and flashed a look of minor disapproval as she complied with every one of Enid’s whims.Twenty minutes later both girls’ wounds were cleaned and stitched with Wednesday’s characteristic minimal fuss and Enid’s version of minimal fuss.“Alright, you need to sanitize your minor cuts and clean all that… mess off you Enid. Take a shower please. Then I will.”After Enid’s shower she found herself pacing in front of the door to the two roommates shared bathroom. The events of the day pouring through her head. The highlight being wolfing out for the first time. Wolfing out for the first time for your roommate, cause her being in danger scared you more than anything before in your life… real casual Enid! Get your sh@t together! Let’s not forget you also accidentally basically rubbed your b@@bs all over her during your first hug with her! One that she returned! With an abnormal amount of, I guess it was... caressing... of my back Ill admit. No Wednesday doesn't caress, she must of been cleaning something off. Oh god and it all happened in front of the whole school! Stupid wolfing out, why can’t they invent some kind of lycan proof clothing that changes with you! Maybe stretches with you like the hulks shorts… no that’d be dumb. Some werewolf running around the woods in a cream-coloured skirt, tights, and a pink top. Heh, that’d actually be kinda amazing… no! pay attention furball! Wednesday needs you. She’s wounded, your mat-… your roommate (what the hell?) was wounded and where were you?! Her pacing quickened.A couple minutes later Enid halted, stilled by the sound of a pained gasp her werewolf hearing picked up from within the bathroom. “Wends? You ok?”“Yes Enid I merely raised my arm to- ahh! Too high… Enid, I may require your assistance. Can you enter the bathroom please?”“Oh, ya sure” the blonde replied. Calm down nothings going to happen. This is not the time Enid.Entering the bathroom she happily immersed herself in the scent of ink and forest leaves, Wednesday’s signature scent, even though she seemed to only use unscented soaps and washes. And that other scent, the new one that she discovered on Wednesday after their reunion, the one that confused her… and slightly scared her. But maybe less than the sight Enid caught upon entering, the silhouette of a naked Wednesday Addams in their dorms walk-in shower, behind the curtain, waiting for her…oh f@ck me she has curves... “wha-whatsup Wednesday?”“I… it appears I may not be able to wash my hair one armed… I have reached the limit of my patience with this failure and… can you help me? Please?” Wednesday exclaimed with an uncharacteristic uncertainty. “I can lean my head out and steady myself with my good arm while you massage in the shampoo? Its already in there.”“Uhh ya ok, I can do that. Are you sure you wont fall?”“...I am unsure”“I’ll catch you if you do.”“How chivalrous”Sounds of unsure movement hit Enid’s ears and the sight of a silhouette trying to position itself correctly, while one of its arms gropes for a non-existent hold to steady itself to, meets her eyes. Followed shortly by Wednesday poking her head out of the shower looking at the wolf’s slightly worried but mostly amused face. “You good wends?” Dear god her hairs down, I’ve never seen it down! And is she… blushing? No must be the shower. She never blushes. Enid thinks quickly.“Enid, I may need you to… join me in here. If you are not averse to that of course. I… I can’t do this alone.”Enid’s heart jumps out of her mouth then slams back down into her stomach. She needs you Enid, just don’t be a perv, push all that out of your mind, and jump in the shower with your hot goth roommate to wash her. No big deal…… oh f@ck I’m screwed. “umm ok wends, whatever you need, should I… um, also be naked?” Enid mumbles while making eye contact with the floor.A flash of excited fear momentarily crosses Wednesday’s eyes, unbeknownst to the blonde.“w-whatever you comfortable with. Ill be facing away from the curtain” she says while moving back within the shower, and quickly pushing all her hair neatly over her shoulder. “There’s already shampoo in my hair. You don’t need to condition it. Um, enter when your ready or don’t, I could just rinse it and figure something out later. I don’t want to be a burden. It was my fault I was injured.” The seer somewhat quickly rambled.Enid listened to Wednesday’s endearing rambles while she removed her clothes. "It wasn't your fault Wends..." The second she slowly slid the curtain open and entered the shower Wednesday slowed and tilted her head slightly to the sound. Enid halted behind the naked girl, frozen by the sight before her. Wednesday stood, half under the spray of the water, with her hair down her back she had the corner of her eye looking at Enid. The seer’s pupil blown wide, before she quickly adjusted her head to hide her eyesight, though she still kept her head tilted slightly in Enid's direction. As if unable to fully pull her eyes away from Enid. The water flowed reverently down one side of the girl’s petite body, her hair flowed down the other. Like inky darkness it stuck to her skin, hugging her body as it trailed over her shoulders then farther and farther down her back. Splayed fingers of black velvet hair came to an end just above the dimples of her lower back. Seeming like the hands of fervent worshippers reaching for just the slightest touch of the divinity below them. Enid wanted to be those hands, she’d give her life for it. A willing sacrifice to her dark goddess. And she was a goddess, this being before her. There was no other explanation for how perfect her curves were. How mouth watering the globes of her surprisingly ample ass were for such a petite beauty. Her skin looked sinfully soft. She was Aphrodite, yet Hades in nature. Her legs slim and athletic, power in a small package, yet malleable, and so inviting the blonde’s caress… Enid moved closer and reached for the outer side of her left thigh. Enchanted by the legs siren song the tips of her middle and pointer finger grazed her prize. Her skin was just as soft as she dreamed, and covered in goosebumps. The touch shocked Enid, body and soul, did it do the same to her? Were they both feeling this electricity?The goth’s legs unconsciously moved to further the two girls touch, till fingers planted themselves on her upper thigh and a thumb captured a chunk between them, boldly placed right below the junction of her hind leg and ass, thumb sliding up and down. “E-Enid?” Wednesday exhaled heatedly… The hand flew away.“S-Sorry Wednesday, ill get to washing your hair, no problem!” Enid nearly shouted.“no… its oka-” The seer started.“You said there’s already shampoo in there right!” The idiot continued with forced oblivious cheer. While too roughly massaging the suds into Wednesday’s hair. “okay there you go, nice and soapy, you can rinse now!” then she turned to leave the scene of her ultimate embarrassment.Wednesday's hand shot out to grab Enid by her arm in her retreat. The two girls half turned to face each other finally. Naked in body and emotion, eyes locked and wanting. Then Wednesday's eyes fluttered down, her mouth slitting open, before jumping back up. Enid's eyes tracked hers. What was that? Then lingered on Wednesday's lips before returning to her beautiful black eyes.“You can touch me… only you.” Wednesday confided.“Wha… do you mean you want-“ Enid returned. Her mind flying a million miles a minute.A loud pounding sounded from their dorm room door. “Girls, the schools being closed early for the winter break!” Vlad their fencing coach and impromptu leader of the school during the nights catastrophes announced. “I’m here to help in packing and escort you to busses to Jericho, your parents will pick you up in town! Xavier told me where to find you two, you’ve been examined by the paramedics right!”An hour later the pair stood in the cold, suitcases at their feet, surrounded again by nevermore students all waiting for the arrival of their parents. Enid giving Wednesday rosy cheeked sideways glances in overthinking silence. Worry growing in her eyes. Vlad had accompanied them the entire time, leading to a quiet journey to the front of Nevermore. When Enid was filled with a thousand questions, wanting to clarify what just happened. Doubt and insecurity invading her thoughts. Wednesday was focused, looking at Vlad and Xavier with barely contained rage, choosing to focus on anger rather than the other emotions swirling in the back of her mind. Ten minutes away a black hearse rolled towards them, Lurch at the wheel, carrying the Addams family. All of whom unaware of just how unhappy Wednesday was about to make their winter break, away from her wolf.*******The next day a Jericho police armoured van sped down the only highway out of town, in its hold Tyler Galpin. An ill-timed attempt at escape led to him being sedated for his trip to the Jericho County Sanitorium for Outcasts. The countries pre-eminent jail in all but name for those outcasts deemed too dangerous or insane for society.“We’ve never had a hyde here before, but a couple of Nevermore students have graced our halls, your new roommate is one in fact, you’ll feel just at home.” The Intake Guard barked to a straitjacket garbed Tyler.“I’m not from Nevermore, I’m not an Outcast Freak!” the hyde spit out. While his phone was taken and put in a white plastic tub with the rest of his things. To be left on the counter of the front desk for his father’s retrieval later.“Whatever you say buddy.” He replied. “Just know nobodies ever escaped from here, and taking your medication is mandatory.” They marched through the halls of the Sanitorium side by side in space but not in status, until they reached a cell that would be Tylers new home. “This here is Calum Laslow, he was a few years ahead of you at nevermore, pretty good run for a telekinetic… but the insanity gets you all in the end doesn’t it Calum!” the guard called out while opening the cell.“I’m not from-“ Tyler started. Before being silenced by a nurse in purple scrubs stabbing a needle into his shoulder, harshly pressing the plunger down. Waves of nonconsensual calm washed over the hyde, and his thoughts started to become slightly disconnected as he felt the connection between him and his alternate form fade away.“This is <PRESIDIO_ANONYMIZED_PERSON>, he’s from Nevermore too. Maybe he knows your little brother? Isn’t he there as well? Two telekinetics in one family… shame. Maybe he’ll break your record and keep it together for a couple more years before we get a nice family reunion in here!” the guard and nurse laughed. Shoving Tyler into the cell.“Hello?” Tyler bit out harshly. Half the cell was shrouded in shade, away from the solitary shaft of light shinning through the cell door. A dark silhouette slumped on one of two cots, looking to the other cot. “You just going to sit there, or can you not talk?!” He roared, still hyde in hate if not hyde in ability, searching for an output for his frustrated rage.A hand rose from the shade, fingers spread. Fingers that were accustomed to power flowing though them. The hand turned over to enjoy the beam of sunlight. “Tyler? Galpin? I’ve heard of a Galpin before. In another time, in another mind. A Galpin brought me here, told me I hurt someone, but someone hurt me. Who? When? Who to both?” the hands owner called out. “Are you my brother? Rowan? Is that you?” the hand returned to the shade to join its twin in holding the shades head up. Quiet whimpering flowed from the darkness. “You can’t be here Ro Ro. It’s not a good place…”Tyler appraised this shadow of a man, a part of him wanted to pity him, but that part long lost its hold over the teen. Instead, rage filled him, how dare he be put in this place to become like this, this… was a man! “Wednesday! She did this, and that werewolf wh@r@ of hers!” he raged. “I would’ve been free of Thornhill by now, I could feel it! I just needed to fulfil that one command to help her revive that pilgrim f@ck, then I could rip her apart and Wednesday... and leave that f@ck@ng town! F@ck@ng Wednesday!!” he slammed his fist into the cell door in impudent anger. I’m stuck in here, at least for now. But I’m out of that straitjacket. F@ck my head… what was I thinking about? And whose this weak f@ck coward sitting in the dark? Ohh ya Calum… I have met his brother haven’t I. Tyler thought. A small smile curving on his lips. Oh what the hell, im bored…Tyler leaned against the door looking at the figure still cradling his head. “You’re not much sport but you’re all the entertainment I’ve got… you know I met your Ro Ro once. When I was in charge of making sure f@ck@ng Wednesday didn’t leave Jericho. It wasn’t a happy day for him.”The figure raised its hand, putting it back in the sunlight. “Wednesday wasn’t a happy day for me either. No day is, but could Wednesday be the worst day, it must be, it yells its name so loud”Tyler scoffed. “F@ck@ng hell your far gone, hey dipshit Rowan is dead! Your little brother died like a month ago!” The hand flinched in the sunlight. “Is anybody in there?! Your precious brother was going as insane as you are and tried to kill Wednesday! Then he f@ck@ng died!”“Kill Wednesday?” the shade whispered to itself, hands returning to its head. “Rowan wouldn’t kill a Wednesday, he used to lift our cat onto his bed with his mind when it got too old to jump. He killed? He died? One of those could never happen… one of those would never have happened. Where was I?” A more lucid hand returned to the sunlight. “I was in this cell... My brother is dead?”The hyde lifted himself off from the cell door and cracked his knuckles. A sadistic smile decorating his face. The shadows head moved towards the door, looking in his direction for the first time. On the table beside the occupied cot a clock rattled in place, the mirror above the sink joining it in trembling movement. “Yes your little Ro Ro died at Wednesday Addams feet” Tyler couldn’t stop himself from shouting out her name with hate whenever he said it. “And he was killed. Ripped apart actually... I killed him.” Tylers eyes alighted with pleasure. “And I’m going to kil-”The hand clasped into a fist then shot towards the cell door, ripping it from its hinges and thundering it against the opposite wall. The hyde's body mangled and bl@@dy smashed against its inward side, the impact ripping the monster's last words out of his mouth and replacing them with poring blood. In front of him the shade lifted himself off of the cot and walked into the cell doorway and Tyler's vision. He stood tall, taking a moment to enjoy the sunlight. Wha... where am I... oh god is that Rowan? No... what have I done? Tyler Galpin, clear of mind, thought as his head slumped and his last breath left him. Wednesday... I never.. I'm sorr- Calum Laslow stepped outside his cell for the first time since he was shoved inside years ago. Filled with a syringe of poison and force to glide about these halls as a shade, but no longer. He looked down at his hands, hands once again filled with power. “Who am I, what have I become? Wednesday? Rowan? Died at her feet…” his fists shook as he gripped them. Waves of energy shaking the air around them.“Get back in the f@ck@ng cell Calum!! Dear god is that Tyler!” a familiar voice screamed at him, a voice holding a syringe and a baton. “We’ve got an escapee in block B, send backup!” More voices chimed in.I am Calum... my brother is Rowan... he was killed by Wednesday Addams. The hands owner realized. “Wednesday” he spit the name out with hate. Two trickles of blood fell from his shaking fists, then they opened. Shockwaves of telekinetic power rippled from him, the building shook. Glass shattered, stone shattered, metal shattered, and bodies shattered…Rowan’s older brother walked though rubble and blood, reaching the front desk he stopped before the final door to freedom. A phone in a white plastic tub vibrated, he stopped his hand on the door, turned and walked towards it. The screen flashed with a text.Tyler dude, people are saying you tried to kill some outcasts!?
And that your one of them?? WTF!! Are you still in Jericho?Calum opened the phone and searched its contacts until he found it. Wednesday Addams. He looked up to see a pair of purple scrubs sat at the front desk, a chunk of fallen rubble crushing their owner. A phone sat at the desk, perfectly unharmed. He left the sanitorium, adding a new contact to the nurse’s phone. Sirens sounded in the distance as a vengeful man moved into the woods, to make his way towards the nearest town.
  
  

    
      
        
        
          I've been made aware of a slight plot hole in my fic, Wednesday got her phone at the very end of the season after Tyler was already captured so his phone wouldn't have Wednesdays number in it... meaning Calum can't get her number from tylers phone in the sanatorium like he does in my fic.The way my story progresses means changing this to maybe him having just Enids number causes some domino like issues like having to try to justify why Enid would give her phone to Wednesday during a trip to jericho when there's no threat yet or why Wednesday would even take it... so my grand fix is to say in my universe Wednesday got a phone at Enid's insistence when they make up after the encounter with the hyde in the Thornhill mansion.Luckily beyond just a couple scenes the actual phone part of the stalker story isn't important 🙃 so I'm sticking with this duct tape fix'
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