Wednesday's Child Is Full Of Woe

Bold and Italics=POV Change

Bold=TV Script

Italics=Thoughts

Narrator's POV

I'm not sure whose twisted idea it was to put hundreds of adolescents in underfunded schools run by people whose dreams were crushed years ago... but I admire the sadism.

 We see a girl walking down a school hallway, with everyone parting ways in fear and disgust. They could sense the power from this tiny alpha. This alpha is known as Wednesday Addams. With each step is a purpose, she wants them to fear her. The thought makes her smirk internally. After a while, she saw some jocks walking away from a locker, laughing. She walked up to the locker and heard some whimpers coming from it, whimpers that she knows. She opens the locker to see her brother, Pugsley. After the locker was opened, Pugsley fell with a thud.

Wednesday's POV

 "I want names," I told my brother emotionlessly. These people need to know that only I was allowed to torture my brother, I thought in my head.

 "I don't know who they were, honest." Pugsley replied with a scared voice, "it happened so fast," 

 "Pugsley, emotion equals weakness, pull yourself together, now," I told him sternly, he whimpers. He really needs to learn this, if he wants to survive the real world. I went to untie him, when I went into one of my visions.

~Line Break~

 I came out of the vision, which thanks to it, I now know who did this to my brother. It was Dalton, and his stupid jock friends.

 "You okay," Pugsley asked me with a worried tone.

I'm not about to confess to my brother that I've recently been plagued by visions. The come on without warning, and feel like electroshock therapy, but without the satisfying afterburn.

 "Leave this to me," I told him, getting up to put my plan into action.

 "Wednesday, what are you gonna do," my brother asked me. I stopped to look at him, contemplating telling him, but decided not too.

 "What I do best," I told him, then walked off.

Non, rien de rien.

 "Yo, Dalton, look," Dalton's friend # 1 said pointing towards me, "Pigsley's sister."

 "Hey, freak, this is a closed practice," Dalton told me, with a smirk. Everyone smirked at this and laughed.

 "The only person who gets to torture my brother is me," I told everyone with a harsh tone, raising two bags with piranhas in them. Everyone lost their smirks and looked at me with fear. I released the bags into the water, and everyone frantically swam to get to safety.

Non, je ne regrette rien. Car ma vie, car mes joies. Ca commence avec toi.

 It was chaotically beautiful, nothing will top this. I slowly smirked in satisfaction. If I wasn't so adversed to it, I would be laughing right now. Though, as I watch the chaos happening, I knew that would be getting expelled for this.

~Line Break~

I close my eyes. Then I drift away.

 My parents were singing again, and it greatly disgusts me of how much emotions they are showing.

I softly say. A silent prayer. Like dreamers do. Then I fall asleep to dream. My dreams of you.

 I cringed at them, they really need to learn some self-control. This is why I'll never find love/mate. It all seems pointless.

I remember. That you said goodbye.....

 "Mmm," my mother sighed happily after kissing my father. My father did the same. I rolled my eyes at them.

 "Darling, how long do you intend on giving us the col shoulder," my mother asked me.

 "Lurch, please remind my parents that I'm no longer speaking to them," I replied back. Lurch just grunts.

 "Hmm," she hums back.

 "I promise you, my little viper, you will love Nevermore," my father tried to reassure me, though he was failing, "won't she, Tish?"

 "Of course," she said, "it's the perfect school for her."

 "Why? Because it was the perfect school for you," I shot back," I have no interest in following in your footsteps. Becoming captain of the fencing team, Queen of the Dark Prom, President of the Seance Society."

 "I merely meant that finally you will be among peers who understand you," My mother told me, and then she said something I want to protest against, " maybe you'll even make some friends."

 "Nevermore is like no other boarding school, it's a magical place," my father said, "it's where I met your mother, and we fell in love."

 "You guys are making me nauseous, and not in a good way," I told them with disgust in my voice, yet with my face blank.

 "Darling, we aren't the ones who got you expelled. That boy's family was going to file attempted murder charges," she told me, "how would that have looked on your record?"

 "Terrible, everyone would know I failed to get the job done," I said, seething that Dalton is still alive.

 "Hmm," my mother just hummed, and that was it for our conversation.

~Line Break~

Narrator's POV

 Now we see a truck driving by the Addams hearse.

 "Just over here is fine, thanks," a man said to the driver.

 "You sure you want to get out here," the driver asked, "the trail might look pretty, but it runs right past Nevermore."

 "That school for outcasts," the man asked.

 "Huh. That's a polite way of putting it," the driver replied.

 "I never had a problem with outcasts," the man informed the driver," my counselor at summer camp was a werewolf. Great guy."

 "Yeah, they're just like you and men," the driver said trying to scare the man, "until they rip your throat out."

 "Thanks," the man chuckles wryly. He got out of the truck and hiked on the trail. He hiked for a while until he found a good spot to take a break. He was just relaxing, when he heard noises coming up from in front of him. He looked up, only to scream in a panic as he saw something running towards him and attack him.