｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

Lilith

"So no taxis, Ubers or long-distance buses. There is a tourist bus that stops at pilgrim world before heading on to the next spooky attraction." Wednesday mutters as she traces along the map spread out before us. I quietly sip on my ice latte, savouring the caramel taste of my treat. It always amused Pugsley that I would only drink cold drinks and eat cold food. You can't blame me, it's not my fault I'm built like a furnace. "What about trains, we would need to buy a ticket at some point during the journey. Do we have sufficient funds?"

I hum in thought, mentally imagining my bank account balance.

"Of american dollars or Drachma?"

Wednesday lets out a little huff, placing down her empty cup with an eye roll. "Oh yes, let's use Agnostos currency in the normie."

"Careful, sister." I drawl in amusement. "We are referred to as outcasts here."

"Yes, you are." I turn towards the boy standing next to our booth. What in the name of the seven kingdoms is he wearing? "And you are sitting in our booth."

Is this a normie thing that I don't understand? Nevermind that, is this a people thing that I don't understand?

"What's a Nevermore freak doing out in the wild anyways?" One arches a brow, eyeing us up an down.

"Or two freaks apparently, is this your girlfriend sweetie." the other mocks as he leers down at me, I fight the urge to cower from his gaze. Especially as I horrifically familiar rage creeps up on me.

"Why are you dressed like religious fanatics?" My sister ignores their previous comments and I fight the urge to sneeze as the overwhelming stench of sugar and sweetness. How can they smell so disgustingly sweet?

"We're pilgrims."

"Potato, po-tah-to."

𝔼𝕝𝕕𝕚

𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝒶 𝓅𝒾𝓁𝑔𝓇𝒾𝓂 𝒹𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝒥𝑒𝓇𝒾𝒸𝒽𝑜?

"We work at Pilgrim World." I watch as one of the boys turns over the corner of the map we were using to show an ad for 'Pilgrim World'.

"It takes a special kind of stupid to devote an entire theme park to zealots responsible for mass genocide." I choke on my drink at Wednesday's words. Why must she always antagonise people?

"My dad owns pilgrim world." One of the pilgrim bites out. "Who are you calling stupid?"

ℍ𝕦𝕘𝕒

𝒲𝒽𝓎 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒩𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒾𝑒𝓈?

𝐿𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒽, 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒾𝑔𝓃𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝓉𝑒𝓍𝓉

𝒢𝑒𝓉 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝒸𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝒾𝓁𝑔𝓇𝒾𝓂𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒷𝒶𝒹 𝓃𝑒𝓌𝓈

"And what the fuck are you - mute?" Sharp laughter draws my attention back to the conversation at hand and I pause at his words, rage spiking as I feel the lights flicker with heat. Sweet Hephaestus I love electricity, it doesn't bother me with cute little comments like the flames but it has the potential to start a thousand fires.

"You can join me if you like," I say sweetly, rising from the bench and catching Tyler's eye. "Would you like me to remove your tongue or your vocal chords to achieve it?"

"Why you stupid bit-"

"I'm pretty sure you are the stupid ones," I turn to my sister.

"Well if the buckled shoe fits." Wednesday agrees with a smirk.

"Guys, back off." Tyler commands, pushing one of the boys back as he tries to get between us all.

"Stay out of this Galpin." One of them commands, but I don't particularly care and the lights overhead crackle as they heat up.

"Yes, stay out of this." Wednesday agrees as she stands. "No need for more normies to be caught in the crossfire."

The boy before us scoffs and my rage builds. I ignore the phone buzzing in my pocket and pretend that I've not just worried Xavier to a ridiculous extent.

"So tell me, freak-" I punch him in the throat. He chokes, gurgling and I whirl around to the other boys only to find Wednesday taking care of them. I watch with morbid satisfaction as she kicks one between the leg before spinning him around and sending him flying into the boy I just punched. Tyler takes a shocked step back, bumping into the final normie who charges forward in a childish attempt to be a boxer. He takes wild swings at my head with absolutely no finesse or tactics. I avoid each hit, shifting out of the way before kicking him square in the chest and sending him flying back as one of the overhead lights explodes.

I pause, eyeing the boys sprawled out on the floor as the patrons of the coffee shop chatter anxiously. Tyler rakes his hands through his hair, spinning in a circle as he eyes the mess we've made of the cafe. A fallen chair or two, a few spilt drinks, a smashed bulb and three sprawled out boys. Not exactly the best first impression we could've made in Jericho. My phone buzzes again and I quickly pull it out of my pocket.

ℍ𝕦𝕘𝕒

𝒜𝓇𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝑜𝓀𝒶𝓎?

𝐸𝓁𝒹𝒾 𝒶𝓃𝓈𝓌𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒.

𝐼'𝓂 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊

𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊?

𝐵𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒶𝓈 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜𝑜

𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒾𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓁𝓊𝓃𝒸𝒽.

I grin at her words before looking up to see Wednesday and Tyler conversing awkwardly.

"Where did you learn to do that?" Tyler mumbles. "The Kung Fu moves I mean. Not the chair throw"

Chair throw? That explains the fallen chairs.

"My uncle taught me." Wednesday answers and I slide back into our booth, eager to finish my latte that I've only had a chance to sip. "He spent five years in a Tibetan Monastery."

"Was he a monk?" Tyler questions and I smile at his naivety about the Addams family.

"Prisoner." I roll my eyes at Wednesday's answer and turn back to my phone.

𝔼𝕝𝕕𝕚

𝐼'𝓂 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝑒.

𝒲𝑒𝒹𝓃𝑒𝓈𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓈𝒸𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝒻𝑒𝓌 𝓅𝒾𝓁𝑔𝓇𝒾𝓂 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶𝒷𝑒𝓈

𝒲𝑒'𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓉 𝒶 𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒸𝒶𝒻𝑒

𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔

The sound of the doorbell catches my attention, that and Tyler's cry of 'dad' as well. I eye the sheriff cautiously, sipping from my latte and hoping he doesn't notice me. After that newspaper clipping I don't want to risk being on his radar again. Had I know Tyler was his fucking son I wouldn't have even bothered to come here. It's just not worth the risk.

ℍ𝕦𝕘𝕒

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓋𝒶𝓃𝑒

𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒

𝒲𝑒'𝓇𝑒 𝟣𝟢 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝓈 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎

"Tyler, what the hell's going on here?" I do not like that tone. I sink further into the booth and pray that Wednesday doesn't say anything to the sheriff.

"They were harassing a customer and then she put them in their place." First of all, I helped too. Secondly, quit giving my sister mooncalf eyes. I twist my head, straining my muscles as I fight off the excess magic that I didn't use. Major downside to having magic or power or whatever you call it, once it builds up so does the pressure and if you don't use it-

"This little thing took down three boys?" My eyes slam open, I hadn't realised I closed them but the burning sensation in them makes me think they're glowing with power again. Officer Sexists eyes my sister up and down in disbelief. "Did you help her?"

ℍ𝕦𝕘𝕒

𝒟𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝒾𝓃𝓋𝑜𝓁𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝐿𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒽.

𝐼𝓉'𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒲𝑒𝒹𝓃𝑒𝓈𝒹𝒶𝓎

I glance out the window, scanning the outside shop fronts but find no trace of my packmates. A little click-clack noise has my gaze dropping down to the now crumpled map laid out and the black sooty claw prints dotted across the page, trailing after the small soot dragon bumping against my hand. Oh I forgot how cute these little guys are.

I feel my rage cool as the little creature nudges against me, that burning sensation slowing dying as I relax. My friends are close. There's no need to panic.

"-This one slipped away from me." I fight the urge to flinch when I hear Weems' voice. Damn this trip is turning out to be problematic. I don't plan on getting detention on the first day. "Come on, Miss Addams, time to go."

My sister moves to leave with the headmistress and I release a breath of relief.

"Wait a minute, hang on." I jinxed it, I definitely jinxed it. "You're an Addams? Don't tell me Gomez Addams is your father?"

Wednesday subtly nods, eyeing the sheriff up and down.

"That man belongs behind bars for murder."

I snarl and the sound reverberates in the glass window next to me. The soot dragon huffs but I swipe it away ignoring how my heart clenches when it dissolves into nothing but dust. What the fuck did that man just say? Because it sounds like he's got some bullshit beef with my dad and I don't like that.

"Guessing the apple doesn't fall far from the tree." No it doesn't, now should I rip out his throat or his heart?

Wednesday shoots me a subtle glare that absolutely screams 'stand down' but I have no intention of listening.

"I'm going to keep my eye on you"

Gomez has done everything for me. He has been by my side while my biological father was too busy being obsessed with power and rebuilding the Dracona nation. Not to mention Wednesday and all she has done to protect me.

ℍ𝕦𝕘𝕒

𝐸𝓁𝒹𝒾 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓈𝑒

𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝓁𝑜𝒸𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝓊𝓅 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝒻𝑒𝓌 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓈

If Xavier really thinks that I will just let this man get away with implying something about-

𝒲𝑒'𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓁𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝓌𝑒 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒

I crack my knuckles before subtly stretching my arms, doing my ebay to wring out my muscles and calm down. Xavier's right, he usually is in these situations.

"Okay." Weems declares, curving her arm around Wednesday to forcefully turn her around. The door opens and closes with a bright bell ring but gaze remains locked on the sheriff as he sighs in annoyance at whatever he sees on his son's face.

"Get me a coffee Tyler, one for yourself too." He commands, striding further into the shop. "We need to have a chat about Nevermore students."

A/N: Any request for things revolving around the Sheriff?